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Klembred Empire, Imperial Capital.
The capital stood like a living wonder, filled with the brilliance of dwarven technology and masterful engineering.
William had expected something far less impressive, but now that he stood here, seeing everything with his own eyes, he could not deny how wrong he had been.
At that moment, he stood at the top of a tall spire. It was one of the most famous taverns in the dwarven capital, known not only for its height but also for its strict policies.
The building had several floors, and each level was reserved for people of different status and wealth. The higher one went, the fewer people they would find, and the more luxurious everything became.
William rested his hands lightly against the railing and looked down at the city below.
