Absorbed in their tasks, a few hours unknowingly passed.
Before Michael realized it, more people had already entered his community.
Some were survivors from other areas, assessing the city's damage.
Others were workers sent to wash the blood off buildings and streets.
And then there were the supernaturals—freely using their powers in broad daylight under the watchful eyes of ordinary people.
Well, Michael himself had used his powers more than once during this time.
It suddenly felt like the hidden society the Federation had worked so hard to build for the supernatural world had collapsed in an instant.
Now, the world was more aware of the supernatural than ever before.
Michael frowned as a few cameras flashed past him.
Some belonged to local news crews, while others were just regular people taking photos and videos with their phones.