People breathed across the streets of Lukuss. There were blocks of buildings slowly being renovated across the city. Far out there, beyond the railroad lay the farms and the farming village. Light, a dim but slowly brightening light.
There would be a lot of empty places for a while. The city would recover though. Men in suit talked to men in overalls. Men who carried farm implements walked through the city.
The market at the center of town start waking up.
Punched in an obelisk, with bloody rags all around it- lay a sword.
A cold steel hand reached out and tore the sword out.
"This is for you, Ran." said a young man's voice
As the figure walked out into the waking city.