The funeral site had been established in a wide, open valley just outside the city in a place once known for quiet weekend retreats and hiking trails. However, it was currently closed off under heavy A2P2 jurisdiction.
The air smelled faintly of pine and rain-soaked stone, but beneath that lingered the scent of sterilized ash— the remnants of the bodies recovered from the Tower's second floor, many of which had been beyond recognition after being influenced by the corrupt energy.
Surrounding the valley was a temporary perimeter of magical barriers and tactical barricades— flickering lines of violet light and armored personnel guarded every entry point. Camouflaged drones hovered silently in the air, their presence a reminder that even here, peace was enforced, not given.
The ceremony was held at the center of a natural amphitheater formed by sloping rock formations and dense trees.
