Bab 649: Roles

Erik and his clones made their way back to their guild headquarters, weaving through the busy streets of the city.

The city was already bustling with activity, its streets teeming with people going about their daily routines.

The vibrant energy of the metropolis was palpable, with the hum of activity filling the air.

The sidewalks were crowded with pedestrians, jostling for space as they hurried to their destinations.

Cars and other vehicles clogged the skies, honking impatiently as they inched forward in the traffic.

The shops and markets lining the streets were open for business, their owners hawking their wares to passersby. The smells of freshly baked bread, roasted coffee, and exotic spices mingled in the air, creating a heady aroma that tantalized the senses.

The surrounding cityscape seemed to blur, its towering buildings and bustling crowds fading into the background as they focused on the future.