Like two friends relishing a rare evening off, Alex and Lilith ventured from the tavern, trying out all the city had to offer. Lilith's usual cold expression softened, replaced by a genuine smile that rarely surfaced in their line of work. The night was still young, and a newfound energy buzzed between them.
They wandered down the cobbled streets, drawn to the lively sounds spilling from a nearby street performance. Jugglers and acrobats took turns impressing the crowd with dazzling feats, their colorful costumes swirling in the lamplight. Lilith watched, eyes wide, her usual guarded stance replaced by unfiltered wonder. Alex grinned, nudging her.
"Didn't think you'd be one for street performers," he teased.
Lilith rolled her eyes, but her smile didn't waver. "Even warriors can appreciate a little magic that doesn't come from a spell book."
