Point Me In The Right Direction

The midday sun hung overhead, casting its warm rays over the bustling cityscape below. Akun, now alone, slowly made his way through the bustling crowd, his silver hair and black silver armor glinting softly in the sunlight, his coat billowing slightly in the soft wind.

He scanned the area, looking for any strong warriors with his dragon eyes. Obviously, considering that the tournament was in its late stages, not all the warriors out here could possibly still be participating, so only the strongest of them would still be in.

"I guess asking around would be far faster than trying to look for someone manually like this," Akun mumbled, coming to a halt as he folded his hands, still gazing at the bustling crowd. "But who should I ask?" he wondered.