Michael walked past the city gates and soon found himself in a lush mountainside, a vivid landscape of rolling hills and vibrant maple trees. Their leaves displayed a stunning array of reds, yellows, and greens, creating a breathtaking tapestry of colors.
Sarba couldn't help but comment on the beauty of the scene. "Ah, these maple trees, Ghost. They truly make everything look so enchanting."
As he strolled through the captivating natural scenery, Michael encountered two guards stationed at the city gates. Both were clad in imposing golden plate armor, symbols of the kingdom's wealth and power. They eyed him suspiciously and one of them asked, "Where are you off to on a night like this?"
Michael replied nonchalantly, "Just going to enjoy nature."
Not giving the guards an opportunity to inquire further, he continued on his way, disappearing into the beauty of the colorful maple trees, their leaves rustling gently in the night breeze.