A week had passed since Vell's takeover, and the city was beginning to show signs of real change. The rubble from his battle with the Guild Leader had been mostly cleared away, with new construction already underway in the ruined districts, but more importantly, the entire atmosphere of the section had shifted.
People walked taller now, their shoulders unburdened by the constant fear of guild harassment. The training grounds, once exclusive and restrictive, now buzzed with activity as fighters of all levels practiced openly, sharing techniques and sparring with a newfound sense of community. Even the marketplace had a different, more vibrant energy, with merchants freely trading their goods without the crushing weight of "protection fees."
Vell observed it all from the rooftop of the former guild hall, his eyes tracking the movement below.
[Alert: Detecting increased movement at section borders]
[Warning: Multiple unauthorized gatherings detected]
