Area E.6
An abandoned structure rises four floors above the field. Broken concrete. Exposed metal. From somewhere above, you hear breathing. Loud. Slow. It travels through the empty halls. On the fourth floor, a Zealot stands in ash. Their hands are folded over a large bleeding wound in their chest. Burned robes still carry the Seven Crosses. Mold covers the floor around them, stopping short of the body and spreading outward in bands that resemble petals.