The Sun had set for about a couple of hours, and Anton moved from Davin. He was wearing the clothes that he borrowed from the red-faced man, and he left all the baggage to Davin as well. There was no point carrying extra luggage in a mission that needs his swiftness and stealth.
The darkness was already intense enough to blind most people's vision, the perfect time to try out the skill he was training for a month. Shadow Stealth—it's the only skill he bought from the Omega store in the Sanctuary, and he had been trying his best to master it since.
Anton moved through the grassland as it swayed by the chilly wind. The temperature dropped again, and the chilly wind rose by a fair margin. Even Anton felt discomfort running, but he got no time to slack.
