As Canna stepped into the bustling streets of Kharath, he couldn't help but take in the sights and sounds around him. Everywhere he looked, there was movement—people going about their daily lives, merchants shouting about their wares, children running through the streets, and the steady hum of conversation filling the air. It was a lively place, full of energy and vibrancy that reminded him, in some ways, of the sanctuary. But this kingdom was different. It wasn't just alive—it was thriving.