It was evening.
Red Flame Tower's walls were painted with amber light.
The fire runes, drawn to strengthen the tower's defenses, hummed while the scent of ash and old tomes hung in the air like incense.
Raven walked with his hands in his pockets, trailing just behind Ilzara as she led the group through a twisting corridor lined with flame-shaped wall lamps.
After a short rest, they were finally moving.
They were using the stairs of the magic tower to go to the topmost floor, which was the Tower Master's floor.
The Tower Master was one of Velmoria's eight-circle monsters and possibly the only person strong enough to bake bread and a city at the same time.
As Raven watched Ilzara, her steps composed, graceful, and almost regal, he suddenly had a thought.
'Why does it seem like the opening scene where Ilzara's plot starts?' He wondered grimly.
According to the original storyline, Ilzara's plot had started similarly.
