Atop the dark skies of Tempest City, if one looked closely, they would be entranced by the calm and ambient state of the residents as they conducted their activities in a fluid, smooth manner. As all things should be.
But to a more trained gaze, one could see far more.
A red streak cut across the sky like a shooting star through the clouds, creating a mesmerizing sight for all those fortunate enough to witness it.
Inhaling sharply, a faint smile carved across Ulric's face as he glided smoothly through the sky with the help of his Blood Death Wings.
He took everything in.
Even with all the memories he had of this place, he had almost forgotten how beautiful it was. That was why he loved stepping outside every once in a while to observe its beauty.
Too bad he would be leaving it behind.
But instead of the regret he had anticipated, his blood boiled with exhilaration. He couldn't wait to explore the endless adventures that awaited beyond.
