2. Little Bird (X)

"The ones who are coming are professionals at handling magicians, likely an experienced old-timer."

"Nightingale" advanced unwaveringly, poker-faced, through the hallway, followed by "Robin" wearing an indifferently joyful smile.

With every step taken, the noise and odd smells in the air increased, occasionally mixed with sleazy laughter. They briskly passed by some obviously drunken students, shook off a decadent and degenerate crowd, and reached the balcony.

Without equipment like binoculars and due to the uniformly low buildings surrounding them, it was impossible to get a full view of the area from the second-floor balcony. However, glimpses of several buses could be seen parked among the gaps in the shrubs in the green belt and the iron railings—empty spaces until just fifteen minutes ago now filled with vehicles brimming with an almost palpable murderous intent.

"Intentional?"