Mage Jaymond

There was a city built at the foot of a gigantic mountain, surrounded by ramparts as high as the sky, and seemingly illuminated by divine grace from every angle. Thousands of people were selling things, having set up various small booths in the square of this city. The square was so crowded that you might have trouble hearing your own voice. Not only people trying to sell their belongings, but also warriors carrying weapons in various animal skins were trying to bargain for some items in the square.

The owner of each booth was careful to resist as much as he could, to sell his item for a higher price when a warrior asked him for something and tried to negotiate. There was a gigantic statue in this square where thousands of people lived. The statue was kneeling, stabbing a dragon-like creature with his sword. The sword had entered the middle of the dragon's neck. It was so detailed that even a few drops of tears leaking from the dying dragon's eyes were shown.

It was no

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