Chapter 22 - 2ND Dimension: Shadow Realm
'We are here'. Looking from above he got a bird eye view of the domain capital, where he came to once in the past.
'it looks exactly the same from my memory.... Cinderholt'. They have arrived at Cinderholt, the capital city of Demios domain.
As the carriage descended, Zephyr reluctantly followed the rest of the people down.
Zephyr walked with a steady gait, as he took in the sight of Cinderholt, he would occasionally feel the inner pocket of his coat and then a flicker of excitement would run through his stomach anytime he felt the letter. Everything that was happening was real, he was going to the academy, the thought still felt foreign, not once did the previous zephyr think that he was going to survive not to talk of leaving the clan grounds... But now, not only has he left the clan grounds but has also taken the first step in getting into the Academy.
The stone-paved roads of Cinderholt, the capital of the Demios Dominion, was alive with morning activity. Towering braziers burned with orange flame, banners of blood-red and obsidian flapped in the wind, and the clang of distant training echoed like drums of war.
At the heart of the capital stood the Obsidian Town Square, a raised plateau lined with darkstone obelisks engraved with names of fallen champions. There, the chosen scions of the Demios Clan and the lesser clans under their banner had already gathered.
Zephyr said nothing as he arrived. He simply took his place among them.
Some turned. Some scoffed. Others looked away.
He ignored them all.