Lex led Silika through the city streets, soon came upon the market, and started crossing through it.
They saw stalls with shabby weapons on sale, which caused the two to laugh. Silika spoke as they walked. ''Do you want the Cog Rifle back, Lex?''
He shook his head before answering. ''No, you can keep it, my love. You're skilled with it, and I'm sure it will be useful in the future.''
Silika observed the diverse crowd, different races, professions, and purposes. A street performer captivated a small audience with nimble acrobatics.
While nearby, a group of children played a spirited game with laughter that echoed through the narrow alleyways.
Their journey led them to the city's heart, where the buildings shifted from modest homes to grand mansions.
The bustling market gradually transformed into a wide street lined with shops. Lex and Silika approached a wrought-iron gate, beyond which lay a sprawling mansion.