Final Round II

Final Round II

Third Person’s POV

The orange hue that painted the sky with the setting of the sun resembles the dying light of the dancing flames in the wilderness as the surroundings slowly embraced the visit of darkness. An ordinary-looking carriage set off from a small manor that was situated in the desolate part of the inner territory of the city of rogues.

General Markus lifted his serene gaze to partake in the passing scenery. He observed the liveliness of the citizens as soon as they entered the central part of the inner territory wherein the streets are littered with shops, restaurants, inns and night markets.

He really felt admiration for the current city lord of Rebelliad while looking at the light atmosphere around him that is a huge contrast to the memories of Rebelliad when he had stopped by at this city five years ago.

Even though there was less violence in the rule of Samel’s foster father, it is not as lively and full of vitality as the sce