"Wow! Dad, look! That's a huge dragon statue!" a boy with black scales exclaimed.
The man beside him laughed and nodded.
"That's right. The festival's about to start. Come on, let's go check it out."
He led the boy along.
They weren't the only ones heading there.
The entire city of Drakhar was bustling with people making their way to the city center for the upcoming carnival.
Meanwhile, Nolan stood by the window of his inn room, watching the crowd below.
"It's about to start, huh?" he muttered with a small smile.
The Dragon Festival was a lively event, with every city holding its own carnival.
However, the carnival in Drakhar was clearly the most magnificent and crowded.
After all, it was the capital.
Nolan closed the window, turned around, and stepped out of the room.
He wasn't about to miss the excitement.
***
Time flew by. The sun slowly set, and night fell.
The streetlights lit up all at once. People—both humans and dragons—filled the streets.
