"No problem; just try not to get into too much trouble."
"Will do."
With that, they parted ways. Azmodeus walked through the unusually shaped triangle gates of the massive city. Looking around the place when he got inside, he saw a sight that could only be described as something straight out of a retro book.
The night loomed high, while the moon hung low, with the city a sea of lights. People moved around to and fro, all of whom were of varying races, genders, and body types. The city was abuzz about a great many things, all blending with one another in order to make something similar to white noise, yet also on the level of an otherworldly ambience.
