By the time the first chorus ended, the crowd was completely, utterly enamored by the sight.
The sheer, unadulterated charisma radiating from Luca was completely undeniable.
He was having so much fun, and his voice was so genuinely magnificent, that the ridiculousness of his clothes ceased to be a joke and instead became a badge of absolute, untouchable confidence.
The music transitioned into a brighter, even more upbeat tempo for the second verse.
Luca glided across the stage, high-fiving the younger elves who were cheering from the sidelines.
"The harpies soar through clouds so white..."
The harpies in the crowd puffed out their chests.
"The mermaids sing beneath moonlight..."
The mermaids splashed their tails.
"The centaurs race across the plains, laughing freely through the rains!"
The centaurs stomped their hooves in approval.
"Fox girls dancing through the night..."
The fox girls spun their tails in excitement.
"Wolf girls chasing northern lights..."
