In the broad daylight, the fear of the unseen beast was comparatively less as everyone was out of their houses along with the Royal guards marching here and there. Despite raining heavily, the last night went on quite peacefully.
There were no new attacks or killings and it caused the people to get back to their original routines. Markets and Cafés were open and the fear had subsided alongside the ongoing practices of life.
Inside one of the wine-cafés, Hellion was sipping on the glass full of red wine, scrutinizing his surroundings. Now that his head was a little clear, he remembered the incident beside the lake last night. He was sure Khufu didn't come back up until he stayed there and that was quite a lot of time.
