The lesson here was that classism in Fiore was still alive and well, no matter how much they liked to pretend it wasn't a thing. Khal winced at the thought, pulling their hood over their head and wrapping their cloak around themself. Underneath, they wore their armor, carrying their helmet in their arms as they made their way to check in at the base. It was late now. Around nine o'clock PM. The sun was fully down, and all that remained was the lights from inside some of the broken down homes to provide some form of light for the streets. Khalfani glanced around the district, making sure that there wasn't any criminal activity. Even if there was, things like stealing from a cart, they would overlook. Punishing someone for surviving was unethical- at least to them.
*ROOOOAAAAARRRR*
A loud and obnoxious roar came from behind the knight. Quickly, they turned to the sky behind them and could see a beast in the air flapping its wings as it circled the district. The roar alone was enough for the citizens of Myras to began descending into chaos. "What the hell?" Khal's eyes widened as the beast descended. It stopped about 20 meters away from where they were standing before breaking small homes, and tearing into civilians. "A fuckin' dragon?!" they said as they quickly placed their helmet on. This is not what they signed up for, but now was not the time to complain.