The city hummed with a restless energy. Whispers of the Guild's iron fist and rumors of demon incursions echoed through the narrow alleyways. Kim Cheon, cloaked in the shadows, moved like a phantom, gathering information. He sought any trace of the twins, their names etched in his mind like a burning brand.
He found a clue in a dimly lit tavern, a conversation overheard between two Guild members. They spoke of a powerful artifact, a relic rumored to hold the key to unlocking the secrets of the underworld. The twins, they said, were rumored to be searching for it.