Reign clenched his fist, feeling his blood pump faster.
To think Haron was nothing more than cannon fodder to the truly strong.
In this world, there was always a higher peak—mountains so immense they might as well be floating in space.
But it didn't bother him—the stronger they were, the more his enjoyment would stretch on.
Soon, the carriage turned off the main avenue and descended a gentle slope toward the lower merchant district.
The buildings here were shorter—three, four floors at most—and the street opened up around a broad circular plaza.
"We're close." Alicia's voice pulled him from his thoughts.
Their destination spanned the entire western side of the plaza.
"That's Sodalitas Ferae—the largest beast-taming guild on the continent," she added.
It was not what he expected.
He imagined something rough. What he got instead was a low, broad structure built from pale sandstone, its facade carved with reliefs of beasts both elegant and enormous.
