Listen to the drums

In front of them is a beautiful city of jade and glass, the buildings are pointed, tall that seem to tear the sky with their needles at the tip. The almost infinite long windows shine in the sunlight in multiple colors illuminating the streets and waters of the port. Kira looks at the clear skies where some dragons cross the air over the city, sometimes she has wondered what it will be like to fly with such freedom and how high she could reach. The city has an almost eternal, enjoyable summer atmosphere. The boats that passed on one side look at them curiously, their crew wonder what foreigners do in those lands.

Kira looks at them without a concrete expression and bows her head slightly as a greeting. She looked back towards the harbour as they slowly approached the beach.

"We are already arriving, we will go straight to the city center at the top of the hill," Aleksander points to a large building. “There we will meet Lord Ryanair."