Chapter 91 - Goryeo

The alley was dim, shadows clinging to the brick walls like oil stains, the air thick with tension. I stood facing the two mysterious figures, their forms barely visible under the sparse light that filtered in from the distant street. It was almost surreal—this narrow slice of the city was filled with the kind of quiet that could only mean trouble. The buzz of the city faded away, leaving just the three of us, suspended in a silence that was so different from the typical evening chaos.