Kyrian remained still for a few seconds.
Observing. Absorbing the atmosphere of the place.
The constant flow of people around him continued as normal. Merchants pushed carts loaded with goods, some so heavy that the wheels creaked beneath the weight.
Cultivators walked through the streets, some in a hurry, others relaxed, all with their own destinations. Children ran between the stalls, laughing and playing, completely unaware of the magnitude of the place where they were.
As if it were just another ordinary city.
As if they were not standing on the back of a colossal creature crossing the skies.
As if all of this were normal.
But to Kyrian...
None of it seemed normal. Not even a little.
He inhaled slowly. The air was different. Purer. Richer.
There was a density of Qi that he could now feel with his entire body instead of merely seeing with his eyes.
It was subtle. But constant.
