Elion and Mira walked through the quiet streets of Grimholt.
The difference from the arena was almost jarring, because there were barely any people around at this time of day.
Most of them were still gathered at the coliseum watching the tournament, and even from this far distance, they could still faintly hear the loud roaring of the crowd.
There was a constant rumble in the background, and if you paid attention, you could even feel the ground shaking slightly from the impact of thousands of excited feet.
Above them, the sky was clear and beautiful, stretching endlessly, and in the distance, you could barely make out where the floating island ended, though it was so massive that you wouldn't really see the edge properly unless you walked all the way there.
Mira was humming lightly beside him, her mood calm again, and the two of them walked in relative silence with slow and unhurried steps.
