Two figures emerged from the city portal into a surge of noise and movement.
Dawnstar City revealed itself in layers. Crumbling stone streets overlapped with newly constructed arcane structures, while hovering transport platforms drifted overhead. Vendors shouted from narrow alleys, selling everything from mana-infused trinkets to illicit reagents, and the air itself carried the mingled scents of incense, exhaust, and blood.
One was a man wrapped in a dark, hooded cloak, his aura deliberately restrained. The other was a striking woman with azure-blue hair that shimmered faintly even under the city's polluted sky. Despite their appearance, the guards posted near the portal barely spared them a glance. In a city as chaotic as Dawnstar, half-blood Magus from Utopia were hardly rare.
"So," the woman said, her voice bright with curiosity, eyes darting across the bustling streets, "where are we heading, brother?"
