Two blocks away from the Crimson Mage Tower, on a crowded street, a figure enveloped in a large cloak weaved through the throng of people.
Passersby felt a bone-chilling coldness as they moved past this shadowy presence.
Many ordinary folk briefly showed fear in their eyes and subconsciously distanced themselves from this mysterious cloaked entity.
In Green City, apart from the nobles, the last people you wanted to provoke were these enigmatic professionals.
After all, nobody knew whether lifting that cloak would reveal a lowly Level 2 novice thief or a heavily-armed Level 15 warrior.
Having navigated several busy streets, the black-cloaked figure suddenly turned into an alleyway, and at the moment they entered the dim light, a long, slender, serpentine tongue shot out from beneath the shadowed face.
Hisss~
The sound of a hissing snake struck terror in one's heart.
"It's really quite alert, for an Advanced Mage of over ten levels to notice my presence...
Hisss~