The rain had eased, leaving the streets of Ravenport slick and glimmering like liquid glass. Neon signs reflected in puddles, casting a kaleidoscope of color across the alleys. The city was alive, humming with energy and secrets, but to Elara, it was overwhelming — bright, chaotic, and frighteningly real.

Her cloak clung to her, damp and heavy, and her heart raced as she followed Kael. Every step she took was filled with awe and fear. This is freedom, she thought, eyes wide as she took in the bustling crowds, the airships gliding overhead, and the neon-lit towers that stretched impossibly high. But… it’s dangerous, too.