—Crogil Coastal City, Eastern Regions, Laboon Empire, Tenola–
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A painter's brush could hardly capture the night's beauty these days.
The night's canvas was filled with mesmerizing blue and purple swirling lines of gasses swimming around the many twinkling stars.
Words alone couldn't describe how breathtaking the skies truly were.
In many parts of Tenola, such a night would continue like this for the next few weeks.
But while many basked in its beauty, danger was fast approaching many.
Tip, tip, tip, tip~
The faint near-non-existent stream of footsteps echoed across the port.
There, 100 men in full dark attire, calmly but stealthily followed behind a slender but broad-shouldered man who was also dawned in all black.
His belt was black, his pants black, his assassin attire black, and his shoes black.
The many layers of fabrics wrapped around his knees and hands were also black.
