Morrak glanced nervously at Apollo. "This is it. The transfer portals are always guarded like this. But as long as we pay the fee and follow the protocol, they won't bother us."
"Good," Apollo said, his voice calm but cold. He adjusted the Shifter Mask subtly; its aura fluctuated faintly as it strengthened his disguise. "Let's not give them a reason to."
The duo approached one of the portal queues, where a flame-robed official was handling payments and verifying travellers. The closer they got, the more Apollo felt the weight of the stares around him.
He was an outsider here, so even though he believed in the effectiveness of the mask, it still made him a bit anxious deep down. He felt his presence radiated a subtle difference, something these flame-born beings might eventually pick up on if he lingered too long.
