263 Dumplings

As the sun set below the horizon, the sky was dyed a shade of red, seemingly reflecting the brutal bloodbath that had just concluded on the battlefield below.

Just as the silence enveloped the battlefield, the bustling marketplace started to come alive, humming with activity. The cobblestoned streets were packed with temporary stalls that displayed a wide array of magical items.

Brightly colored banners positioned above these stalls fluttered in the gentle wind, the fancy writings on them indicating to the customers the type of goods that could be found in each stall.

The air was thick with the scent of exotic herbs, old parchment papers, and freshly grilled beast meat, creating an atmosphere that was both exciting and mysterious to mortals and Magi alike.