Down in New Sparta, everything was still a hell hole. Blood pooling in the cobblestone streets, screams echoing on around burning buildings, smoke creating a grey haze in the air.
With indomitable Monsters prowling about, it made sense for people to run. And run, they tried. The Mortals took off at the very first moment they heard guttural screams of people being shredded in half by the monster's bites.
However, they were rebuffed by an invisible boundary that bounced them back into the Monster's bloody maws.
They were mortals. They didn't have the power to leave this godforsaken place.
But the elites. Those who had the Maugnetic and Magic abilities among their people, they left New Sparta. When they saw that things had become too dire for them to do anything, they cut their losses and teleported straight out of trouble.
