"Wow, it's a dozen times more busy than it was during the afternoon," Emilio remarked.
"I told you. This city never sleeps–it's always lively like this throughout the night." Sirius said, "Get this: Desim has the lowest crime rate of all cities in Vasmoria. Can you believe that?"
Emilio shook his head, "No, are you serious? A whole city being drunk kind of spells out disaster–how's that the opposite case here?"
Sirius smiled, "Turns out that when everybody is on the same page, there isn't a whole lot of animosity. Don't get me wrong–there's a fight here and there. Thing is, the punishments are pretty strict if you commit a crime."
"Like what?"
As he responded with a question, he found himself passing by a clown dressed in blue-and-red, who was performing a series of flips off of stationary objects while simultaneously juggling flaming swords. Drunkards around the performer cheered and tossed coins into the tip jar, happily cheering on the clown.
