The Ghost Rider has a difficult night - while this place is drenched in sin, and no one seems innocent. The humans are as guilty of war mongering as the mutants, and every single person has the taint on them left by a war for survival. But at the same time, it was just that - a war for survival, from which, no one is truly condemned with guilt either.
Once the war ended, this city seems remarkably well run. And within it, there is very little crime. The laws are harsh for those who commit crimes of violence, and the lawkeepers both vigilant and super-humanly capable. Most of those who live here now are either part of Magneto's elite, or work for someone who is. The population is low, and the city is far from the difficult border. There is no one person to hunt, no one to stalk, and the feeling of guilt and sin washes down the world as much as it does the people.
In truth, to the rider's senses, there is only one aura of guilt and sin here in the city that rises above all others - and its certainly not coming from Magneto. Who, or whatever it is though, is magically protected far beyond the rider's means to locate them. The feeling is much like being a moth seeking a light beyond a glass door - it knows its there, but cannot reach it, or even quite comprehend its source.
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