The Erem Elves had planned far ahead when they first built these floating space islands, so all the urban districts were clearly divided, with straight, easy-to-follow roads. There were no dark alleys that left people completely lost once they entered them. After receiving directions from a local, Hao Ren easily approached the accident site. He knew he had not taken a wrong turn because fewer and fewer people appeared around him. Even when he occasionally saw an elf, they were all running in the opposite direction with frightened expressions. Clearly, the site of the explosion was just ahead.
"What can the few of us even do to help?" Lily ran happily beside Hao Ren, only now realizing the issue. Without turning his head, Hao Ren shouted from ahead, "You're strong, Vivian knows magic, and Izax and I should be able to help with disaster relief somehow. Whether we can help or not, we should at least go take a look."
After running farther, they could no longer see anyone along either side of the road. Dim streetlamps cast yellow halos over the broad avenue, and not only was the road empty, but the buildings on both sides were deathly silent as well. Vivian sensed that many of the houses contained no living presence at all. Clearly, the residents had already been evacuated. The Erem Elves seemed not to be facing this kind of situation for the first time; their response to disasters was remarkably swift and practiced. Lily frowned and sniffed. She detected an ionized stench in the air.
A faint uproar and roaring reached them from the distance, while several streaks of light flashed across the sky. They looked like airships belonging to the city guard, probably heading to support the accident site.
"It's up ahead!" Lily quickly ran