The morning sun bathed the capital city in a golden hue, its rays illuminating the bustling streets and lively markets.
Lucan, tall and imposing with a calm demeanor, stood at the forefront, his arms crossed as he longed for sleep instead of listening to the guildmaster's briefing. Beside him, Julia, her white hair cascading down her back, fidgeted slightly, trying to mask her excitement with a composed expression.
Hima, with her blonde hair tied back, leaned casually against a pillar, a playful smile dancing on her lips as she twirled a strand of hair. Rina, with her short red hair and missing right hand, stood confidently, her left hand resting on the hilt of her sword.
Olive, the quietest of the group, observed the proceedings with her dark eyes, her presence barely noticeable as she lingered in the shadows.
