Entering the City Safely
From MC's Perspective:
As I hovered mid-air, the two warriors approached with deliberate steps, their presence demanding attention. I glanced down at them, my body still suspended above the ground as the wind gently tugged at my cloak. The first warrior, sharp-featured with a nose that could probably cut glass, fixed me with a piercing gaze.
"Are you Zack Lockwood?" His voice was clipped, every syllable sharp, as if it could slice through the tension in the air.
I remained unfazed, meeting his gaze with an unblinking calm. "Yes," I responded, my voice steady, betraying nothing. "What do you want?" My tone was solemn, but my eyes never left theirs, scanning for any hidden intention beneath their postures.
The second warrior, a hulking figure with arms like tree trunks and a barrel chest, let out a deep, booming laugh. The sound echoed through the clearing, though it didn't faze me.
"Ha... Ha... Ha..." he chuckled, the sound dripping with arrogance.