The elevator doors slid open with a soft chime.
Ji-hye stepped out and made her way toward the hotel exit.
'at least I should walk around for a bit before resting'
she thought.
She glanced around and began walking toward a gathering crowd.
Her face showed clear confusion as she noticed how large the crowd was.
'why is it so crowded?'
When she got closer, she saw what was happening.
Two men stood at the center of a makeshift arena, both dressed in medieval-style armor. Steel clashed against steel as they exchanged blows with their swords. The metallic ringing echoed through the plaza, sharp and rhythmic.
Ji-hye's eyes lit up with interest.
She began watching the performance seriously.
Even though she knew it was only a show, it felt incredibly real. The sparks flying from their blades, the grunts of effort, the roar of the audience—everything made it feel alive.
'this is really cool...'
At that moment, she noticed a young boy standing beside her, cheering loudly.
