(Author's POV)
*Ding Dong Ding*
"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, VistaLux Airlines' flight VLX007 is now beginning its descent into Esteria. We expect to land in approximately fourteen minutes. The local time in Esteria is nine twenty two p.m., and the skies are clear with bright stars, with a temperature of 28°C," the pilot's announcement echoed from the speakers.
Brave sighed heavily when he heard the announcement and then gazed outside the window to see a dense urban landscape illuminated by countless golden and white lights, highlighting the street grids and numerous buildings. "You should have stayed in Kimberg. I don't want you to get entangled in the mess here," he mumbled softly, almost inaudibly, not wanting the person sitting behind him to hear.
