Asher, William, and Finch stepped into the Rivelle Territory, walking beside the Knight who guided them. Although the Knight had no idea who they truly were, the fact that they were from the Star Academy was more than enough to command attention. Whether they were nobles or commoners did not matter at this moment; what mattered was that they represented one of the most powerful institutions on the Empire.
As they crossed the threshold into the bustling territory, a wave of vibrant existence seemed to burst open before their eyes. The streets overflowed with movement, people darting from one place to another, their voices merging into a singular hum of urgency and anxiety. The air buzzed with tension, yet beneath the chaos was an unspoken order, a sense of controlled madness. Merchants shouted over one another, stalls clattered with the weight of wares being unloaded, and the scent of metal, dust, and sweat filled the atmosphere.
