Chapter: The Mask of Transformation
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The city lights flickered against the encroaching twilight, casting long, wavering shadows on the cobblestone streets.
Adam, still maintaining the delicate features of his female disguise, stood in the middle of the bustling street alongside Anya, who now looked every bit the part of a striking young man with golden-blonde hair.
Despite the crowd milling about, a charged silence lingered between them.
Adam rubbed the back of his head, his gaze darting nervously to the horizon. Finally, he broke the silence.
"Are you absolutely sure about this?" he asked, his voice low but firm. "You really want to go to the red-light district?"
