Kumo and I headed towards the north side of the city. We could immediately tell we were in the upper echelon of society.
Most of the buildings and technology here seemed almost futuristic. The things they could do with mana crystals seemed astounding.
All the vehicles were shaped like seeds. They were soundless as they hovered through the air.
The oddly shaped buildings looked like neon signs as they glowed bright blue.
"It seems like most of the mana crystals are used here," I said to Kumo.
"Yes, you're right. They're probably giving the rest of the city whatever little scraps are left over."
"There has been a question that has been plaguing my mind ever since I came to this city."
"What is it, darling?" Kumo asked, looking at me curiously.
"Where do the witches get the mana crystals that power this entire city? They have a reservoir that has been powering this entire city for centuries."
