Noah started walking toward the castle, his boots crunching against grass that felt too perfect, too uniform. Like someone had designed this landscape rather than letting it grow naturally.
The structure ahead dominated the horizon despite the distance. Towers rising into that weird purple-red sky, their architecture suggesting centuries of construction by people who understood fortification on a level that made human military installations look amateurish.
'Ten minutes,' Noah estimated, watching the castle grow larger with each step. 'Maybe less if I push the pace. But there's no rush. The quest didn't give me a time limit, so better to approach carefully and assess what I'm dealing with.'
