31. Alex

We had to go back to the hunters' headquarters in the city, we had to work to get money, since I could not depend on my family's money if I did not want them to find out my location. I assured Galen that he should not worry, that Mr. Fer was my friend and that everyone would receive us cordially.

The imposing barracks of the demon hunters stood before us, its gates decorated with carved gargoyles, like silent guardians of the threshold between the known world and the dark threats that lurked in the gloom. Galen and I approached, aware of the intense energy vibrating in the air.

I knew I had nothing to worry about. Mr. Fer was leading this bastion of brave hunters, and the reception would be more than friendly. Although I tried to hide it, the tension lingered in my eyes as we crossed the majestic entrance.