151. The statue

RAYA'S POV.

As I walked through the ruins of Lance's Pack, my heart felt heavy with satisfaction and anger of still dealing with Lance. The destruction was palpable, and it seemed to seep into every pore of my being. The air was thick with the smell of smoke and ash, and the ground beneath my feet was littered with debris.

The once-beautiful buildings were now nothing but a pile of rubble and broken concrete. The walls that had once stood tall and proud were now crumbled, like a stack of cards that had been knocked down by a gust of wind. The roofs that had once protected the inhabitants of the pack were now gone, leaving only the sky above.

The silence was deafening. The only sound was the gentle rustling of the leaves as the wind blew through the trees. It was as if the Pack had been frozen in time, and I was the only one left to bear witness to the destruction.

I walked through the ruins, my eyes scanning the scene in front of me. The buildings that were once the center of life in