Meanwhile, in a not busy area of Peters City, a blonde woman wearing a mask on her face walked towards an old building, where several scruffy people were gathering on the outskirts.
In that place where these individuals who looked like homeless people were, there were small fires here and there, as well as a certain silence capable of striking fear into the hearts of the weak.
But this was not a simple place where people with no luck nor good judgment skills in their lives gathered. No, some of the eyes in the surroundings were not those of people who do not know what to do with their lives but of obstinate people with goals.
Precisely because of this distortion of signs, the strange sensation someone unsuspecting would feel when passing by this area was significant to the point of causing fear.
However, as significant as the sensation of being observed and the tension in the air was, the woman ignored this, already accustomed to visiting this area.
