The City That Breathes Mana
His eyes widened when he stepped into his bustling city.
Busy citizens flooded the streets, making them seem narrow and overcrowded. The fresh forest wind carried their eager demands for jobs and housing. Some talked about the city's well-structured arrangement, while others stared wide-jawed at the towering obelisk casting a refreshing shade.
His lips curled into a bright smile as he followed their gazes and clenched his fist at the pulsing engravings running along the sleek structure's frame.
They shone in blue and gold, adding an air of archaic mysticism. But more importantly, pure mana surged from them!
Grinning from ear to ear, he slapped Bart's broad back in delight.
"It took so long, but we built it!"
Bart nodded, sharing his eagerness and smile as he pointed at two construction sites.
"That's just the beginning, my lord. We have many new citizens and fighters now. Look! Ozymandias already put them to work."