"Why of all places are we in centre of a city?", asked Nozel, as he watched the crowds moving on and about.
Astra leaned against a nearby railing, her gaze sweeping over the cityscape with an experienced eye. The hustle and bustle of the streets below seemed to be a familiar sight to her, and she couldn't help but find amusement in the stark contrast between her own composed demeanor and Chen Hao's shrinking figure.
Chen Hao, on the other hand, clung to Nozel as if he were a shield, his wide eyes darting nervously from one passerby to another. Every sudden movement or unexpected sound seemed to startle him, causing him to flinch and take shelter behind the seemingly unflappable Nozel.
Astra couldn't resist a smirk as she observed Chen Hao's skittish behavior. With a sly grin, she leaned in and whispered in a stage-whisper voice, "Psst, Chen Hao, you might want to ease up a bit. I don't think the pigeons are plotting an attack on you just yet."
