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Chapter 30: Chapter Thirty

The sun was on the verge of escaping the heavy blanket of clouds, effectively washing everything in a bright, almost relentless grey hue.

The citizens of Concordia swarmed the monochrome streets of the capital, visiting shops and markets, careful not to disturb the rebuilding around them.

Slowly, gradually, shattered storefronts and crumbling stone facades began the process of reconstruction. Glass, debris, and other items from the earlier attacks across the capital already cleared the cobblestoned walkways and boulevards, making a safe passageway for shop-goers and carriages.

Military guards patrolled the streets, keeping a stern eye on proceedings and projecting a safe ambiance for the citizens.

Things were beginning to look up.

Sachiel settled more firmly against the wrought-iron chair and observed the bustling streets with a cool, jaded eye.

He watched as the workers, donned in dirty and greasy coveralls as they lay stone and brick. His unenthusiastic scrutiny then landed on the n
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