In the aftermath, Alice stood in front of the smoldering ruins of the historic district, a sense of bittersweet victory washing over her. They had stopped the arson attacks and brought the perpetrators to justice, but the damage was done. The historic buildings were lost forever.
Ryan joined her, his expression reflective. "We did good, Alice. We stopped them."
Alice nodded. "Yeah, we did. But it feels like a hollow victory. So much of our history is gone."
Ryan placed a hand on her shoulder. "We'll rebuild. And we'll make sure this never happens again."
Alice smiled faintly, grateful for his support. "You're right. We'll keep fighting for this city, no matter what."
As the sun set over Gosral, casting a golden glow over the remaining buildings, Alice felt a renewed sense of purpose. The battle for justice was far from over, but she was ready for whatever came next. With her team by her side and her mother's unwavering support, she knew she could face any challenge.
