The streets surrounding the guild were quiet, a stark contrast to the bright and bustling atmosphere within the guild's walls. Staff moved about with purpose, their silhouettes flitting past the illuminated windows, busy with their work.
However, there was something else happening, or about to happen, tonight. The usual energy was accompanied by something darker—shadows that lingered too long, eyes that watched too closely. And every eye had its sight set on the road that led to the guild. Looking at everyone who entered and left the guild, wanting to confirm something.
On the rooftops and in the narrow alleys around the building, figures crouched and whispered among themselves, their voices almost inaudible if one moved a little away from them.
"Do you think they'll show?" one of them asked, his tone laced with impatience. They have been sitting here for an hour now, but there was no sign of the person they were waiting for.
