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In the outskirts of the city.
Nothing could be heard except for the soothing chirps of crickets and the rustling of grass when the cold air blew by. The pale moon was ominously covered by thick and rippling clouds, shrouding the entire ground in utter darkness.
Tucked deep within the forest was the old factory- the same old factory but under Jace's control. Some floors were buzzing with conversation, others were quiet. Various people walked in and out of the factory, each person being heavily monitored to ensure their identity was true, something which Jace ensured the moment he got a hint that this place could be of great importance.
