Genhuis City.
"What a journey," Oliviana said as she disembarked from the carriage, her short figure stretching out to release the physical tension that had built up in her body from having to sit through a rather long, journey to get here.
A very bright sun that looked almost too close for comfort could be seen directly overhead, almost taking the shine away from the distant, 'real' sun that provided limited light and heat to the cold region.
Besides the curiosity over what this phenomenon was, Oliviana couldn't be happier to be in another environment. One where she could start afresh and not be tied down by the confines of the word 'small.'
Silrat followed after the female assassin and took a deep breath.
The air was different.
The mana was different
The tension was growing along with great opportunity.
This was his kind of environment and he had a history with it.
