The other cars followed close behind.

Outside, the city was brightly lit up, and there were dazzling lights of green and red on the road.

Roses were abloom on both sides of the road, seemingly fighting for attention.

Xyla Quest rolled down the window half-way. A breeze brought the soothing scent of flowers to her…

“The show was great, wasn’t it?” Xyla asked.

“Not too bad,” Stanley Batton said.

“How do you think Noah Smith performed?” Xyla asked.

“Not bad at all,” Stanley said.

“What abou