The middle-aged boss had only warned them because of that gold coin.
However, when he closed the door, he appeared to have seen something. And when he turned away from the door, it could be seen that his face had become as pale as a vampire, and he looked listless. "They are here…" he mumbled the same words again and again.
"They are here."
Burned Cinder glanced at William and walked towards the window. He opened it a little and peeked through the small gap. After a while, he turned and shook his head. That indicated that he didn't see anything outside. Or rather, the six of them didn't sense any incoming crisis.
William raised his eyebrows. "Have a good night's sleep. We are hunters; they are not," he said while walking upstairs.
The others nodded and also went upstairs to sleep.
This neutral territory exuded a weird aura.
