Book 3: Chapter 64: Summary and Claws
Lone and Soph reappeared above Golden Pass city at the top of one of the two valleys the massive city was nestled between.
"It took me convincing a fae spirit to bend some rules so I could teleport to the capital of the Farwinds and then I had to run for days as fast I could to cover the same distance. Fuck did I miss your Teleportation. A few skill uses, a couple of seconds, and boom! We've arrived," Lone commented.
"I'm still not happy that you flirted with that woman," Soph pouted.
"Ah, c'mon, Fear-iarraidh an Tùir is a spirit. I didn't even consider her gender when I was talking to her, not in that way. Anyway, can anyone sense you from this far? City's real pretty from up here," Lone replied.
He took in the sight that was the entire city and it sparkled in his eyes. Mage towers that reaching for the skies, sprawling living quarters, endless rows of stores that sold all sorts of things, mansions housing the city's most powerful residents, walls sturdy enough to stop the assault of an endless flood of monsters, guilds and institutions of countless purposes, and, of course, the enormity of the royal family's palace.
It was magnificent. It wasn't every day one got to look at a city that housed millions of people in its totality like this.
Soph's pout lessened a bit before she replied. "No, I can barely 'see' the city from here, but no one in my range saw me. It was good to check. I don't know if some other skill can see my sensing range though like that dwarf assassin, but none of the usual suspects turned to look in my direction, so their ability isn't as good as Mana Sensing."
"Which says a lot since some of them are X-rankers like Master Mezro'nan while Mana Sensing is only scaling to B-rank right now. We'll improve that soon, but test over, I'd reckon. Where are the kids and is Breena okay?" Lone asked.
Soph pointed to one of the dozens of towers in one of the districts of the distant city. It was quite impressive looking despite being so small from up here.