Inside the small case, a glimmering amulet rested. Its blue and silver hues caught the moonlight.
The Collector's face remained obscured in shadow as he turned. His eyes glinted in approval. "Well done," he murmured.
He looked at the amulet with mild interest before his gaze shifted to Fox.
"Fox," he called with a soft yet commanding tone.
She approached him silently with measured steps. Even with the mask on, her focus and readiness were clear. She stopped a few steps before him, bowing slightly as a show of respect.
"Yes, sir?" she replied with a respectful tone.
The Collector gestured to the glistening city below. "Have you heard the recent news?" he voiced in curiosity.
Fox tilted her head. "I've heard snippets. The police chatter has been louder than usual, but that's not unusual given our activities."
