"This is Starfall?" Xander murmured unconsciously, his tone filled with awe.
The grandiose city gate, paired with the meticulous security measures, left Xander, Shira, and Bowen—hailing from the rural corners of Yuria—completely spellbound. They had never encountered even a wyren before, let alone a real dragonling imbued with a dragon's bloodline. And here they were, seeing mighty wyren guards treated as casually as watchdogs stationed behind the gates.
It was a testament to Starfall's wealth and prosperity, a spectacle unimaginable for the trio from Yuria.
"What's the matter, General? I've brought guests of the Third Prince. Didn't you receive the message?" Matt called out loudly, his voice carrying to the armored figure perched atop a red dragonling.
The one referred to as "General" appeared to be the leader of the security team. Yet despite his rank, he hesitated.
"Why allow others through but block only our path?"
