Cassian found himself in a part of the city he had never truly seen before—the so-called wealthy district. Technically, he had been here before, back when he trained at the mansion where Julius lived, but he had never ventured outside its walls. Now, traveling through the district in a carriage with Sher, he finally took in the stark contrast between this place and the parts of the city where he lived and worked.
It was lavish—perhaps even more so than the central district and the towering spires of the city's elite. The roads were wide and meticulously maintained, lined with lush greenery that stretched as far as the eye could see. Unlike the bustling streets he was used to, packed with shops and the mingling scents of food, metal, and magic, this district was purely residential. The air was crisp and clean, almost like a peaceful forest—serene, yet without the lurking dangers.