Invisible Threads            

The Castle of Doom was bathed in an eerie silence, and stood as a stark contrast to the recent chaos of battle. 

Exhausted players sprawled on the cold ground, chatting and checking their inventory while they waited for the guild leaders' announcement. 

In the midst of this respite, the group leaders approached their members and asked their status. 

"What's all this about?" questioned a curious player, raising an eyebrow. 

The group leader's request for a discrete background check stirred a ripple of curiosity among the players.

"We're just rechecking everything so the leaders can plan based on your stats, skills, and spells," Fighting Bunny explained, her tone calm but carrying a weight of importance.

The players exchanged glances, uncertainty flickering in their eyes, but the fatigue from the recent battle subdued any immediate suspicions.