Reeva left the Sailor Association with a satisfied expression, a small but hopeful sense of progress lifting his spirits. Hinly had agreed to look into the situation and potentially assist Reeva in his quest. It might not have been the safest move, but Reeva needed all the help he could get.
As time passed, however, his uneasiness grew. The day the white demon would emerge was fast approaching—a day when everyone in this city would be at risk, and Reeva would be forced to flee. He felt the weight of that looming deadline, a constant reminder of the dangers he faced.
Reeva began to piece together the fragments of information he had gathered so far.
