Spies

When the meeting came to an end, everyone had once again gone their separate ways, all starting to work on their assignments.

Time then flew and just like that, another day had gone by.

This meant it was finally time to meet Alma and open the market!

The announcement, written by Lacha, had been posted downtown, with shout casters reading it aloud for those who couldn't.

At first, people had whispered about it, wondering if it was exaggerated, but when people had pointed out the giant empty building that still remained vacant, they had started connecting the dots.

Everyone couldn't help but get excited.

They had been forced to live in this area without much of their old homes' comfort. The fact that the market would soon remove that "unfamiliar" factor thrilled them to no end.

Even Lacha was fidgeting constantly at the idea of getting new clothes. It had been so long since she had felt soft fabrics unto her skin…