Michael wandered through the bustling streets of Raven City, his eyes eagerly taking in the vibrant scene before him. The thoroughfares were alive with the hustle and bustle of merchants, their stalls displaying a wide array of goods, from glittering jewelry to exotic fruits and fragrant spices. The scent of freshly brewed tea wafted through the air, mingling with the vibrant colors that adorned the buildings, creating an atmosphere of excitement and commerce.
Amidst the flurry of activity, Michael couldn't help but notice the absence of cultivators. The streets seemed to be teeming with mortals, their ordinary lives intertwining seamlessly with the commerce and energy of the city. It was a peculiar sight for someone accustomed to the presence of cultivators at every turn, however it invoked a sense of nostalgia within him.
