Ask them to destroy the palace

Kallamos slipped through the darkness like a shadow, her scales shimmering with a nearly imperceptible golden glow as she moved through the streets and alleys toward the palace. Her small body, agile and swift, moved with the grace of a feline, every motion calculated, every breath almost inaudible. She could feel the pulse of the place, the weight of magic in the air, and knew the mission would be harder than she had imagined. But she didn't fear it. Not with the powers she possessed.

The entrance to the palace was imposing, with tall iron gates and guards patrolling, but Kallamos already knew the art of sneaking in. Using her ability to blend with the shadows, she passed unnoticed by the sentinels. Her small steps were like whispers in the wind, and her subtle magic allowed her to circumvent any vigilance.