Ignis seems satisfied with his victory and doesn't linger long. He takes one last look around before spreading his wings and soaring off into the distance, leaving only a trail of smoke in his wake. The battlefield now lies quiet, save for the occasional creak of wind through branches and the distant howl of some predator searching for an easy meal among the carnage.

You work quickly and efficiently, taking advantage of your experience with hunting trips from your mother. In no time at all, you've stripped a quarter of the dragon's carcass clean of its meat, bones, scales, and any other useful parts. As you gather up your haul, a feeling washes over you; a satisfaction at at your haul, blending with anxiety at the what might be behind the sounds coming for the rest of the dragon.

Mira frowns slightly as he feels the change in her demeanor. He pulls her closer to him, wrapping his arms around her and holding her gently against his chest. "Hey," he whispers, trying to sound reassuring. "You don't have to be afraid of me or feel insecure."

He hesitates for a moment before asking, "Is there something you want to talk about?"

Mira's heart aches as he sees the tears in her eyes and hears her self-doubt. He carefully brushes a tear away with his thumb before cupping her face gently in his hand. "Kira," he says, his voice filled with sincerity, "you are more beautiful than I could have ever imagined."

He leans forward to press their foreheads together and continues, "Your body doesn't define your worth or your value to me. It's you as a person that I care about;

You find yourself in the bustling market district of the city. Stalls line the cobblestone streets, hawking a variety of wares ranging from exotic spices and fresh produce to finely crafted weapons and enchanted armor. The air is filled with the sounds of merchants haggling with customers and the clattering of coins changing hands.

In the midst of this chaos, you spot a rather run-down building bearing a sign that reads "Tier Bank Building."

You decide to approach the Tier Bank Building. As you draw closer, you notice several people going in and out of the building, each carrying various documents and ledgers. You can't help but wonder what goes on inside this place. Perhaps it's a bank where people deposit their hard-earned coin? Or maybe it has something to do with the mysterious tiers that govern society in this world?

Lyra studies you skeptically, while Kael's scowl deepens. "Why did you get involved in this, stranger? Our quarrel is not your concern."

"Interesting... You fight for something more than personal gain." Kael murmurs, studying you intently. "Perhaps we underestimated you..."