Charlotte stood before the imposing Panterra World Council complex, her posture relaxed yet her keen eyes taking in every detail.
The capital of Zephyria Continent:Velisgrad sprawled around her, a vibrant urban landscape of steel and glass that pulsed with life.
But even this bustling city seemed small compared to the colossal PWC grounds that towered above.
This architectural marvel was a labyrinth of interlocking towers and expansive structures that reached for the sky with an audacity that screamed wealth and permanence.
From an aerial view, it resembled concentric circles radiating authority; from ground level, it loomed like a tangible empire.
Skyscrapers melded effortlessly with government halls; sunlight danced off glass panels, creating sharp glints while steel and stone bridges arched gracefully between buildings like veins nourishing a single heart.
