As the bus entered Bangalore, Sufiyan was stunned. This wasn't just a city; it was a futuristic hub of 'Soul Energy'. The buildings were covered in digital screens showing the latest 'Divine Styles' and 'Mana-Infused Haircuts'.
[System Alert: Entering High-Density Mana Zone!]
[Warning: Local Stylists' Level Average: 25-30.]
Sufiyan felt like a small fish in a massive ocean. In Mysore, he was a legend, but here, he was just another face in the crowd. He walked towards the 'Imperial Convention Center', a building that looked like a giant pair of silver scissors.
Suddenly, he was stopped by a group of security guards in black suits. "Invitation only, kid. This place is for Masters, not small-town barbers."
Sufiyan didn't say a word. He simply pulled out the Golden Card he received in Mysore. The guards' eyes widened. They immediately bowed and opened the doors.
[Reputation Check: Golden Card used! +500 Influence.]
Inside, the hall was filled with the smell of expensive hair products and the hum of high-tech grooming tools. At the far end of the hall, Sufiyan saw a familiar face—Master Rajesh. But he wasn't alone. He was talking to a woman with purple hair who radiated an aura of pure power.
[System Insight: Identifying Target...]
[Name: Madame Vora. Title: The Queen of Color. Level: 45.]
"So, the little hero from Mysore actually came," Madame Vora said, her voice echoing through the hall. "Let's see if your 'Divine' skills can survive the Imperial heat."