PROSE MODE.
Fabian's men had been tailing Seth cautiously from a formidable distance for the past few days. Tiger was always on the lookout so they'd almost been caught quite a number of times. Still, they weren't getting any leads on him.
They trailed him for the rest of the week, if he wasn't at lectures, he was hanging out with Melody or on official business. That Wednesday was quite foggy, he'd set off with Tiger to one of the majorly guarded cities in the capital, Cressida. It was the nation's tank, the treasury was been deposited there.
They followed after him discreetly. Watching from afar, he pulled up in the driveway of a heavenly guarded... piece of land? There is only a brief break in the cloaking spell when someone's opening the door.
