City Vortex pulls back to aerial. The same energy reads as pure force — diagonal shards, fragmented arcs, a centrifugal field of structure that spirals without resolving. The single sweeping arc at upper right is the only composed element in the frame, which makes everything beneath it feel more violent by contrast. Together they answer the same question from opposite ends. What does this city feel like from inside? Machina. From above? Vortex. The answer in both cases: unstoppable.
