The Race’s First

Unlike all the wooden houses in the Withered Courtyard, this was the sole three-storeyed building. Moreover, it occupied the housing space of at least four normal houses combined. It was a massive building relatively speaking.

The moment she stood before it, Ki'Nua could feel her heart rate accelerate as if she was sprinting through a forest trail. It was odd, for she was currently in a dream. So, the sense of realism unnerved her.

For a moment, Ki'Nua was unable to differentiate the dream from the real world. If someone told her she had been transported to the place in the real world, she would have believed it immediately.

After all, the chillness of the night, the faint wind that brushed past her, the gentle warmth radiated from the lanterns hung all over on the sides of the road she traversed, and finally, the prickling sensation she felt as she walked on the road, everything was exactly as if she had walked in the same place in reality.