A large balcony welcomed him, with a few wooden tables filled with papers and stamps, along with racks of weapons on the sides.
The two stepped into the place, and Colton immediately felt the wind brush against his clothes. The scent was a mix of smoke and soot, as if coming from a blacksmith nearby.
'Where's that smell coming from?' Colton asked himself. Around him, he could see large citadels, all surrounding a large plot of area that seemed to lay below them; he noticed that the other citadels also had their own balconies, with a few even being used by someone Colton couldn't see. They all had the same design, and carried the same feeling of unease. But while looking on, Colton noticed a pillar of smoke start forming near the balcony.
He walked forward towards the railing, curious as to what was causing it. His mind was quickly hit by shock and nostalgia.
