flying above the cloud, Argholas cannot help to think about that pale elf named Lirica. she have that weird vibe that make Argholas feel not like himself. talking to her feel weird, like there is this push from within that demand him to make more contact with her.
shaking his head, Arhgolas put the questionable shadow elf to the back of his head and focus on picking direction. he only leave his dungeon for about thirty minutes and still have a lot of time to spend.
picking another random direction, Argholas fly out in high speed until he find another city. this city is bustling with human and some other creature that is not human, Argholas just don't know the name of their races.