The busy and prosperous Yothur City had fallen asleep at night.
The Sunken Street was an old and mostly abandoned route too close to the slum area, which had poor security and reputation. Few people would come to this place during the bright day, let alone in the middle of the night.
A horse-pulled carriage with delicate decoration suddenly showed up here and broke the silence.
Its arrival soon attracted many pairs of coveting eyes hidden in the dark corners, but they all looked away when they saw the emblem printed on the vehicle, which showed a coastal cape and a hovering moon. The emblem stood for the mayor of the city, which also signified the importance of the carriage.
The driver was a young man wearing a glossy nobleman's robe. Upon sensing the evil wills directed at him, he simply humphed and kept driving.
