Darkness blanketed the sky. Sea winds howled over the water surface. The island was alive with song and dance. Lights blazed, women giggled, men shouted, gamblers catcalled, and rapt audiences cheered on the fighting rings.0

The island guests displayed a certain degree of reservation while inside the city. Skystar City was the royal capital, after all. Although certain soundproofing measures were in place, people didn’t dare raise too much of a fuss even at Skystar Colosseum.0

Here, however, yells and hoots rose to the heavens. 0

What did their noise matter? They were roughly thirty kilometers from shore and the sound of the waves drowned out anything they emitted. No one would keep them in check, which made the island the best place for these prissy, sanctimonious noble young masters and misses to fully vent all of their desires and energies with abandon.0

One was a god here if they had enough money! Even the domineering pirates were thrown out if they didn’t have enough...2