As Nolan peacefully fell asleep, the same could not be said for the
beggars on the abandoned street.
The sun had just risen half an hour ago. And the beggars started waking up one by one.
Dolion was between the first to wake up. After putting more wood in the fire, he decided to go out and check the weather.
Immediately after leaving the building, he could feel the coldness of the winter morning. The sky was covered in gray clouds, looking like it would start snowing at any moment.
In the distance, Dolion picked up a sound, making his turn toward the direction of the sound. It did not take long before ten carriages appeared in the distance.
"The trouble has arrived," He muttered as he went back inside. He did not consider that it was Nolan for even a second, as he recognized the carriages, and he knew the people inside very well. The people of the Viper organization.
