Quartier de la Maison d'Opéra, Rue Lombar.
The street was famous for its array of sweets, and colorful candies adorned every corner.
At the end of Rue Lombar stood the Mechanical Café, nestled next to a small confectionery factory.
From the outside, it looked like an ordinary place, and even peering through the glass windows, there was no hint of its mechanical nature. The black Triangular Sacred Emblem on the weighty wooden door was the only reminder of its true identity.
Lumian pushed the dark-brown door, but it resisted as if locked from within.
After a moment's observation, he pulled the doorbell hanging by the secondary window.
Amidst the tinkling chimes, Lumian caught the soft clink of metal and watched as the door inched open.
A mechanical arm extended from its rear, reaching all the way to the bar counter like an ornamental display.
