Michael followed the stream of excited onlookers and eventually arrived at a bustling checkpoint where a guard was issuing tickets for entry. The guard, clearly in a rush, was barking at anyone who seemed to waste his time or had difficulty counting their gold coins.
"Come on, people, it's not rune mastery! One ticket per person, three gold coin each! Move it!" the guard shouted impatiently.
Michael joined the line, patiently waiting for his turn. Vedora, perched on his shoulder, drew the guard's attention with their three heads. The guard pointed at her and said, "You, with the snake, that's two tickets."
Michael didn't argue. He simply handed the guard six gold coins, receiving the two tickets in return. With the tickets in hand, he entered the arena, ready to witness the thrilling spectacle of dragon fights.
