Stella and Bryan followed the scarred man through the darkened ruins, their footsteps echoing in the eerie stillness. The oppressive silence of the Wraiths' territory seemed to swallow every sound, amplifying the tension that hung in the air like a heavy fog. Stella's senses were on high alert, her pulse quickening as they ventured deeper into enemy territory.
They reached a crumbling building, its roof caved in and walls covered in graffiti. It looked like it had once been a grand structure, perhaps a mansion or a courthouse, now reduced to little more than a hollow shell. The man turned to them, his eyes gleaming with amusement as if he could sense their unease.
"Wait here," he said, stepping through the broken doorway. "I'll let the boss know you're here."
