The sun was setting on the horizon as Kael, Adalric, and Irelia made their way along the main path of Azalith, heading toward the Ainsworth Family Mansion. The city, a massive Victorian metropolis of imposing monuments and bustling streets, seemed to stretch on endlessly. The stone walls rose like guardians of a hidden secret, and the buildings gleamed with architecture that blended the elegance of tradition with magical innovation.
Kael walked between Adalric and Irelia, his eyes sharp as he took in the surroundings. The city was alive. The markets were bustling in the squares, with merchants from all over the world selling their exotic goods. Here, Kael could see the true diversity of the world – a spectacle of cultures, races, and items he had never imagined.
"I knew the city would be big, but I didn't expect it to be so... different," Kael commented, his eyes gleaming with curiosity. He looked at Adalric, hoping for some explanation.
