The streets of Aurion pulsed with life.
Lucien and Marie walked side by side through the market district where light itself danced between the stalls. Crystalline lanterns hovered midair. The air carried the scent of ozone, incense and roasted spirit fruits sold by mortal vendors.
Vendors shouted over one another, bartering with both mortals and powerhouses alike. Yet despite the clamor, the city remained peaceful.
The city's rules were absolute. No fighting and no reckless use of power. Even the fiercest arguments never turned violent, for to break the peace here was to invite expulsion from the Dawnbinder's domain.
Marie slowed her pace as her eyes darted from one side to another. "Luc, look at all this…"
Lucien followed her gaze. The market was a sea of treasures. He activated INSPECT. He examined every item.
Spirit herbs sealed in crystal jars. Their roots still glowed faintly, proof of their freshness.
Law-infused ores that hummed softly with elemental resonance.
