A figure slipped out of the shadowed alleyway beside the warehouse. It was still early morning as this lone individual took a separate exit from the rest of the attendees.
Carus Welther, a mid-level representative of the Ironsoul Ore Company, walked briskly, maintaining his most quick, yet casual, stride toward a particular direction within Starpoint City—the heart of the noble district.
His thickset frame and perpetually furrowed brow made him a figure that commanded little attention, but his rapid pace and the nervous glances he cast over his shoulder betrayed an unusual anxiety.
