A looming tension could be felt in the air as the carriage that Vivienne had gifted to Evelyn and her companions drove down the streets of the Miris Sect.
Those that could leave were packing up, while those that could not wore nervous expressions and gathered what they could as if the end of the world was nigh.
Evelyn and Lucia were currently sitting on the coaches stand together, driving the magic vehicle that moved without the need of a beast of burden.
Occasionally unseemly sorts would stare at their carriage with greed in their eyes. While it was devoid of any ornamentation and did not look like anything special, simply the fact that it was a magic item gave it value.