The moment we stepped foot into Bagdad City, a wave of energy washed over us. The streets were alive with activity, filled with merchants, locals, and travelers from far and wide. The air buzzed with the sounds of laughter, conversation, and the occasional street performer showcasing their talents.
As we strolled through the bustling streets, the people of Bagdad City began to take notice of our carriage. Whispers spread like wildfire, and soon a crowd started to form around us. They marveled at the insignia on our carriage, recognizing the prestigious Kaius Family.
Curiosity turned into excitement as the crowd tried to surround us, eager to catch a glimpse of the esteemed guests. But just as the crowd began to close in, a tall figure coughed, his presence commanding attention. It was Captain Roderick, the Guardian of Bagdad City.
