Finding Max (3)

Erik activated his Chameleon Veil, his form dissolving until he was almost completely invisible.

He donned his mask and hooded cloak, further concealing his existence.

With the grace of a shadow, he tiptoed through the crowds of people who were unaware of his presence.

As Erik ventured deeper into the city, the streets grew crowded. Pedestrians of all types filled the narrow cobblestone pathways, creating a sea of bodies that Erik had to navigate through.

Children, their laughter echoing through the streets, darted around, playing their games, oblivious to the world around them.

Men and women, young and old, haggled with the street vendors, their voices rising above the din.

But it was the mercenaries who dominated the scene. They were a motley crew of roughened individuals, their bodies hardened by countless battles and faces etched with scars.

Despite his best efforts, Erik's near-invisible form brushed against a few pedestrians.