Sunlight hit my face the second we stepped outside. I winced, blinking away the spots dancing in my vision. Going from the simulator's dim basement to Coral Street Ward was like getting flashbanged by overpriced retail.
And holy shit, was this place overpriced.
Sleek boutiques lined the cobblestone streets like soldiers at attention. Glass fronts showed off clothes that probably cost more than my entire monthly stipend. Rich people wandered past in designer boots that were actually reinforced armor. Coats with hidden panels. Jewelry that stored mana for emergencies. Everyone here was either a Hunter or pretending to be one.
