The massive luxurious airship named Il Fulgore, which belonged to the Bastion of Crimson and Silver, relied on mana and was operated by just one Dominant who channeled their energy directly into the primary steering crystal to guide the vessel through the clouds.
Il Fulgore housed many elite suites, and within one of these lavish rooms, Leon stood before a massive, floor-to-ceiling window. One of his black-gloved hands rested in his pocket, while the other held a cup of coffee.
However, rather than staring out at the Imperial city sprawling far below, he was looking absentmindedly down at the silver leaf brew in his cup. The silver leaf brew was the specialty coffee of Valeroche, the working-class city situated right next to Fashkire.
After a moment, Leon took a sip, then brought the cup down to stare at the swirling dark liquid. One of his eyes was its normal green, while the other was a gold that was dimming until it eventually turned to pale.
