9th Line.
A street where the stone became unnaturally paved, compared to the shabby cobblestone paths that predominantly spread throughout the whole city making bumpy carriage rides into a flying coach in difference.
The building built of stone turned into building with mahogany wood used as supports, and for the sake of stylizing everything, with it being a difficult import due to the forestless nature of Hacuray.
The roofs were curved with some sort of sleek blue, red, and some places black materials making up the shingles, creating a vibrant area with banners in front of stores with writing and promotions, as well as hawkers shouting at the people passing by.
By comparison, the 9th Line stood as the greatest commercial district in the city.
Good evening.
I feel like a good fight with our boy has been greatly missing from the book so far, and so I thought this would be quite good.
Honestly, I'd been itching to write one, but all of the characters we've been meeting so far either didn't make sense to battle, or wouldn't make a good fight.
But these two, the moment I started writing the chapter, I knew that they would end up fighting, without a doubt.
I couldn't write this in any other way, nor would I want to honestly.
Thank you for your support, and as always,
Enjoy!