Nestled in the heart of the Imperial Capital, at the very core of the Dragon Empire, a sleek, glassy skyscraper towered over the surrounding buildings, cutting an imposing figure against the skyline.
The nearby structures seemed to pale in comparison, almost bowing to its grandeur as if acknowledging it as their superior. This was the Obsidian Hotel, a marvel of modern architecture that gleamed under the golden rays of the evening sun, exuding both regal elegance and a commanding presence.
As cars passed by or lined up to park near the hotel, one particular vehicle stood out, surpassing the others in both beauty and opulence. Heads turned and whispers spread through the crowd, as everyone recognized the car and its well-known owner.
The vehicle came to a smooth stop, and from it emerged Pyris, dressed casually yet exuding an otherworldly allure that immediately captured the attention of onlookers.
