Athena and Xavier had already walked far and reached the area where supplies could be gathered.
First, they entered the largest pharmacy in the city. They did not meet survivors, but they tried to collect as much medicine as they could.
Athena and Xavier moved swiftly, clearing out shelves of medicine, bandages, antibiotics, and anything else that could be of use.
The empty aisles and flickering emergency lights made the place feel eerie, but they had no time to dwell on it. Every bottle, every pill, was another step toward survival.
Athena was meticulous, reading labels and ensuring they took the most valuable supplies first.
She had expected the medicine to vanish into her soul space, but when she turned to grab more, she caught a glimpse of bottles disappearing from the shelf without her touching them.
She froze. Xavier was a few feet away, standing before a row of medical equipment.
