Time flies by so quickly; it's hard to believe a whole week has gone by.
In that week, Chao remained in power.
Throughout Panterra, city skylines faded into the haze of smoke and static.
The once-vibrant holographic billboards that advertised fashion, technology, and luxury now blared urgent emergency messages.
News anchors, looking exhausted and pale, covered chaotic scenes: crowds overwhelming pharmacies, military convoys firing warning shots into the sky, and hospitals overwhelmed with bodies wrapped in cold polymer sheets.
In one gripping broadcast, a reporter's voice trembled as she shouted over the noise of a riot.
"Authorities have confirmed over two million dead in Verdania... I repeat, two million..."
Her microphone cut out abruptly, and the screen flickered ominously before falling into silence.
Another broadcast showed a devastated market, shelves stripped of goods, and glass shards littering the ground like ice.
