(West Gate, Green Seed. 4:00 Am)
In the deep darkness of the night, the guards at the west gate of the city had to endure the cold and boredom. Except for a few very special cases, the amount of traffic passing at these times was zero, so one could understand their bad mood.
Barely a hundred meters away from the gate, a sports motorcycle could be seen moving forward at a leisurely pace. A female figure could be seen riding the motorcycle, apart from the motorcycle clothing and helmet, there was not much to say about the appearance of said figure.
The appearance of someone circulating at this hour of the morning would certainly have attracted the attention of the guards at the west entrance, that would be the case if they weren't in the middle of shift change.
