#hell-flames-roar

//What breed? So pretty!!

// -whispers- i am here

It was afternoon in the Arklay Mountains, the late day sun beating down on the ruins of a once great city. Raccoon City. And in just a few hours, it would be sunset. And as dangerous as this place was, that sight was too a beautiful one to behold.

Diana always came down to the ruins to make sure things were not getting out of hand, as infected plants had taken over the central park and zoo locations... But they were far more behaved that previous plants. They were thriving and content. Not violent or lashing out. they had enough years to calm down and have their own place to sink in their roots... So long as no one or nothing came in to bother them. It was their territory.

Today was one of those check up days. Of which, Diana was making her rounds through the destroyed roads, what was left of them. Climbing over metaled cars and ripped apart buildings, ruble laying everywhere. Sometimes there was a dead Licker or Hunter, strung up from a street lamp, that had a burning metal bucket under it. Sources of light. They would last for at least 12 hours before she had to relight them. And those dead infected monsters were Diana's handy work. It was what little was left of them anyway. The underground was still deadly. she made sure to stay above ground.