You and Diluc found yourselves at a grand ballroom, adorned with lavish decorations and filled with the aristocracy. It was a gathering of the noble families, a celebration of their esteemed lineage and shared heritage as dragon slayers.

The room buzzed with conversation, laughter, and the clinking of glasses. Diluc, dressed in a formal suit that accentuated his noble stature, stood near the refreshment table, his expression impassive.