Blaze, for once in his life, felt a little tipsy. He had not tried alcohol before.
The more he drank, the less bitter the liquid. He could feel a warm, tingling feeling on his chest that elevated his mind a bit higher than usual. The two guys, Gerald and Thomas, continued drinking.
Blaze couldn't allow himself to drink more. He waved goodbye to the pair and ended the day.
The next day. Blaze took a look at the Everstair that Sam mentioned.
It was a cave entrance at the edge of the city, leading upwards to who knew where. It was a spiral passage with stairs underneath. The stairs seemed to be made of some purple crystal.
It was dark and Blaze was barely able to make sense of what's inside.
Around the entrance, there was a group of men talking with each other. They noticed Blaze but didn't talk to him or even try to introduce.
They only observed closely when he walked onto the stairs and disappeared into the darkness behind it.
