***
Lyra remained hidden in the shadows, directly below her targets, waiting for her chance to present itself.
The six victims above her looked around the area, with one leading the cohort, appearing to be a Knight.
Two Brawlers stood behind him, surrounding their leader, who appeared to be a Spell Seaver.
Behind this Spell Weaver were two unarmed members, one woman who looked to be a Zenith Warden and the other a man with a sharp tongue.
"I told you he wasn't here! We're wasting our time!"
His words were addressed to their leader, a man who held the Zenith's hand.
'Jealousy?'
Lyra ominously chuckled, watching as the leader and the one whom she couldn't identify began to bicker.
'Maybe he's a reaper... But what would such a rare specialist be doing here?'
She theorized that, for a simple reason.
His build wasn't that of a Brawler, but an assassin instead, and most assassins used hidden weapons, the same as her.
