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Evan and Elf emerged from the mysterious glow, finding themselves in a strange and unfamiliar place. Surrounding them was a city suspended in mid-air, with towering buildings that loomed like massive cliffs. Each structure floated gracefully, arranged in a seemingly chaotic yet harmonious manner, as if the laws of the world had lost their grip here. There was nothing visible supporting these edifices; they simply hovered in the sky, resting upon the clouds, resembling a city in the air.
Evan stood rooted to the spot, his eyes wide with astonishment as he gazed at the Flying City. This place was unlike the underground caverns they were familiar with, nor did it resemble any location they had ever encountered. An ancient aura permeated the air, reminiscent of some long-abandoned civilization, yet it was infused with a striking modernity.
"What is this place?" Evan asked softly, unable to believe his eyes.
Elf stood beside him, surveying their surroundings with a hint of surprise on her face. "I'm not sure. It... looks like some kind of aerial city or perhaps remnants of a past civilization. The architectural style is unlike anything we've seen before."
Evan stepped forward, tilting his head to take in the massive structures floating above them. His mind raced with questions: "How can these buildings be suspended in mid-air? It can't be a natural occurrence. There must be some force holding them up."
Elf's eyes glimmered with contemplation. "Yes, perhaps this is related to the power of the Dark Wings. They seem to manipulate the rules of this place through some supernatural force."
Just then, heavy footsteps echoed from afar, causing Evan and Elf to turn abruptly, their tension palpable as they focused on the source of the sound. A figure clad in ancient armor appeared in the distance, holding a fluttering banner as he approached them slowly. The figure was tall and imposing, his gaze cold and commanding, exuding an aura that made the very air around him part.
Evan's heart raced. "Who is that? Is he... an enemy?"
Elf's expression turned wary. "I can't tell. But he doesn't look like an ordinary human."
The towering figure drew closer, his armor adorned with ancient runes that shimmered with an otherworldly light. When he was about ten meters away from Evan and Elf, he halted and regarded them silently.
Evan felt an inexplicable tension rise within him; he knew that this unfamiliar warrior undoubtedly possessed formidable power, and the rules governing this place were likely far beyond their comprehension.
Finally, the Armored Man spoke, his voice deep and resonant: "You have trespassed into the Flying City."
Evan furrowed his brow slightly, trying to find some clues in the other person's words. "Flying City? Are you referring to this place?"
The Armored Man nodded, his voice carrying an undeniable authority. "Yes. This was once the site of the Sky Empire, and the Flying City is its symbol. Your arrival signifies that the power here is awakening."
The Elf standing beside Evan leaned in and whispered, "This city may hold greater secrets; the 'Dark Wings' will not easily let anyone who finds this place go."
Evan did not respond, his gaze still fixed on the Armored Man. "Who are you? Why are you here?"
The Armored Man did not answer immediately; instead, he lifted his head slightly to gaze at the sky. "I am the Flying Guardian, a witness to the rise and fall of the Sky Empire. Your intrusion here means you have touched upon ancient powers." He paused, a flicker of complex emotion crossing his eyes. "What you seek is not merely dark power; it is also your own destiny."
Evan was deeply intrigued by this statement, feeling as if he had heard some important hint. "Our destiny?" he repeated. "Are you saying this city is connected to us?"
The Armored Man nodded slowly. "Every person who comes here has a bond with this city. Are you prepared to face the true test?"
A strange pressure washed over Evan; the stranger's words seemed to unveil a veil of secrets that was both enticing and daunting. For Evan, each step felt like a confrontation with an unknown fate, yet he knew that all these mysteries and challenges would ultimately fall upon him to unravel.
The Elf glanced at Evan and said softly, "Perhaps we should listen to him and learn more."
Evan took a deep breath and approached the Armored Man. "We wish to learn more. We are not here to be adversarial; we are simply looking for a way to leave this place."
The Armored Man sighed gently, as if acknowledging Evan's sincerity. "You wish to leave? Then you must first understand the true power of the Flying City. It is not merely a structure floating in the air; it is an ancient source of power, the foundation of an ancient empire. If you truly intend to move forward, you must accept the test."
"A test?" Evan frowned slightly. "What kind of test?"
The Armored Man did not answer directly. Instead, he turned and walked towards a distant building. "Follow me; you must witness the true secret of this city with your own eyes."
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