When the bus reached the station, Reign got off and headed to a nearby taxi stand.
He climbed into a cab and gave the driver instructions, then settled back in his seat.
The taxi drove through the city, past busy areas, until they reached a part of town that looked older and more worn down.
Then they arrived at a bar that looked out of place. Even though the area around it was rundown, the bar was well-kept with a bright sign and a clean appearance.
Reign paid the taxi driver, stepped out, and walked into the bar.
As he approached, two guards stationed at the entrance stopped him.
"Sorry, no entry without clearance," one of the guards said gruffly.
"I want to register with the Veiled Nights," he replied calmly.
The guards exchanged amused glances and chuckled. "Oh really? And what makes you think you can join us?"
Without responding, he turned and walked toward a parked car near the bar.
