The citizens and soldiers in the relatively small intact piece of the city had gone through a rollercoaster of emotions.
Aynor's defensive wall had turned into a death trap during the advancing sea, but its absence wouldn't have helped much. After all, the environment outside the city was radioactive and toxic, requiring technology that didn't work anymore to cross it safely.
When the sea retreated, the survivors amassed near the city wall and adjacent blocks heaved a sigh of relief. Yet, the bloated-backed monsters were still there, and they didn't just stand.
Tinges of the weaker True Chaos contained in the two-headed creatures' bloated physical features never stopped escaping into the air. Still, their flow intensified until flickering pillars rose into the sky.
The rivers reappeared. Except they now flowed into the air instead of filling the streets, fusing high in the sky to recreate the cloud that the sea's withdrawal had removed.
