Ragnora's home was not what he had expected.
It was simple. Modest, even. A single-story dwelling with clean lines and practical furnishings, far removed from the grand estates and opulent mansions one might expect a legendary commander to inhabit.
The fireplace had been lit, casting warm golden light across the room, and Aether crystals glowed softly from their sconces on the walls.
But what truly caught Cassius's attention was the scale of everything.
The chairs were enormous. The dining table came up to his chest. The sofa in the living room could have accommodated half a dozen people his size. Even the doorframes were tall enough that he could have jumped without touching the top.
Everything was built to accommodate someone of Ragnora's stature.
