In the outer zone of Ivane, at the central plaza where one road leads to the Inner zone while the other leads to the outskirts of the city.
There was a three-story building that had a tag of a jewellery shop on it. It was one of the famous jewellery shops in the area that every commoner fawned after.
The sleek, stylish, and cost-effectiveness of the jewellery pieces, attracting the attention of the masses, was only second to the noble shops in the inner zone.
Unfortunately, today the crowd that frolicked before it was nowhere to be seen in its vicinity.
The store had closed for the day making many people go away in dissatisfaction.
The sun had just set and the moon slowly hung up in the night sky. The road was filled with crowds walking across the plaza.
The gentle rays of the rising moon slide through the window brushing the darkness inside the room.
A black-haired man with dark blood-stained clothes walked gently humming a pleasant song.
"It feels stuffy."
