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Anakins POV:
As we moved through the streets, the scene around us was devastating. Buildings were ablaze, their flames licking the sky and casting an eerie glow on the surroundings. The sound of crackling fire mixed with the distant wails of sirens, creating a chaotic symphony of despair.
People stumbled around us, some injured and bloody, their faces twisted in pain. I caught a glimpse of a man clutching a bleeding wound on his side, his shirt soaked in crimson. A woman nearby cradled a child, who was eerily silent, her face streaked with tears and ash. The air was thick with smoke, making it hard to breathe, and the metallic scent of blood hung heavily.
