As the others dispersed to their assigned tasks, David remained beside his improvised glass map, fingers tracing patterns that corresponded to streets and buildings across Valemir's complex urban layout.
The laboratory had grown quieter, but certainly not empty, Elara paced near the doorway, her earlier flames extinguished but tension still evident in every line of her body, while Litty methodically organized what remained of her mother's intact equipment, creating order from chaos with practiced efficiency.
Vespera had positioned herself near one of the high windows, her ethereal form partially translucent as sunlight passed through her, creating prismatic patterns on the floor beneath. Her gaze remained fixed on the world outside, though whether she was watching for physical threats or communing with powers beyond mortal perception remained unclear.
