That night.
Velmoria's capital was alive.
No—it was vibrating.
The entire city glowed under curtains of silver and gold light, fireworks dancing across the sky like drunken stars.
The streets overflowed with laughter, music, and lanterns shaped like various creatures Raven had "accidentally" destroyed in past battles.
A massive crystal dome covered the plaza, reflecting the moonlight so perfectly that the entire city shimmered as if floating on water.
Every district had its own theme.
The western quarter held "Monster Piñata Hour" (featuring very punchable papier-mâché demons).
The northern district had "Element Roulette," where mages blasted random colors of mana into the sky until someone set their eyebrows on fire.
And in the southern plaza, people were reenacting Raven's fights—badly.
One actor pretending to be Raven swung a fake sword, yelling, "Omni Slash of Justice!" only for a foam sword to fall apart mid-swing.
