Foster soon found himself outside of the alleyways again. He looked around to make sure that nobody could see him, and then took off his mask before throwing the cloak over his body again, hiding his suit.
"Hm... maybe Zhaine is still up." He muttered to himself, as he decided to walk a bit down the street. The smithy wasn't too far away, after all. And to his surprise, there really was some light coming out of the shop. Just when Foster placed his hand on the handle, the door was already pulled open from the other side, and a man suddenly stood in front of him, towering about a head over him.
