Hunter's Demise

The path from the graveyard to Hunter's bar was not an overly large one, but as they rounded the corner they heard a sound like a thousand thunderclaps and an almost deafening roar. "Now that is a dragon." Iriel whistled.

"Not one of ours." Katherine murmured as they hastened their approach.

"Like I said, there is another." Zenna said from behind them, the sound of metal clashiing as she unsheathed her twin blades.

"Yes, because someone walking down the warehouse district with twin blades doesn't look suspicious at all." Katherine said with a scowl.

"Mortals generally don't notice or they disregard it as something else." Iriel said his eyes on Hunter's Bar, that looked a bit taller and wider than usual.

"Is that normal?" Isadora asked eyeing the building.