As Leon reached the kingdom's entrance, many guards turned their heads toward him, their reptilian eyes scanning him carefully and assessing whether he was a threat.
All of them had lizard heads, wearing crimson armors that gleamed in the sunlight and holding big swords that looked sharp enough to cut through steel, and they also had tails that swayed behind their backs like restless whips.
"Please show us your ID, player," one of them said in a gruff voice.
"...ID?" Leon titled his head in confusion, not having encountered this requirement before.
"I guess you're new here," the guard sighed with clear annoyance, "It's fine, I'll handle it for you this time."
He wrote Leon's ID, Celestial, on a small piece of paper with an emblem resembling a scorched cross stamped on it, then handed it to him with a grunt.
