Despite taking stops in between teleportation for Ember's sake, allowing her brief rest every time to ensure her body's condition, it took them hours to reach the Kingdom of Valor. The sun had long set by the time they stopped at the borderline mountains of the capital city.
In the darkness of the night, the city was calm, the streets mostly empty, many of the city residents asleep in their own houses.
"We have arrived," Draven informed her as he set her down to stand on her feet.
Ember looked ahead towards the city. Under the night sky, the city lights looked like flickering fireflies. It seemed large, the buildings spreading out the horizon, seemingly too much to take in at a single glance.
In the middle of the city, there was a looming presence, a palace complex tens of times larger that the one in Agartha.
