It took nearly an hour before the aftershocks faded and the earth fell still. The city, on the other hand, bustled with commotion long into the night. Wagons rumbled down the streets nonstop, bearing chunks of rubble away from the disaster. At the same time, mounted patrols of guards stalked the streets, interrogating any they came across for information on the perpetrators.
Helron left us alone soon after we closed our discussion, locking us in the private meeting room and promising to turn anyone away. More than a few people had witnessed one or another of our party enter the Circle's hideout through the hole in the street, but there was little the guards could do about it. Even if they disregarded the guild leader's political influence, no one in the city, save the Sorrin or the City Lord himself, had the power to challenge the retired fifth-level adventurer.
