After their morning routine, Irina and Astron packed their belongings and left their hotel suite. The streets of Solren Heights buzzed with activity as they made their way to the train station. The glowing mana-infused vines and enchanted structures of Arcadia Dominion slowly began to fade into the distance as the luxury express train awaited them at the station.
This time, the itinerary was clear—they were leaving Arcadia Dominion. Irina, as the meticulous planner she was, had ensured that their paperwork was in perfect order, their disguised identities accounted for at every step. The transition across borders was seamless, the advanced magical documentation functioning without a hitch as they passed through the checkpoint.
