"Perfect," Yohan muttered under his breath.
With proof in hand, he stepped forward, his presence catching the smugglers off guard. Viktor's eyes narrowed as he recognized Yohan's guild badge.
"What do you want?" Viktor demanded, his hand inching toward the weapon at his side.
"You know why I'm here," Yohan said calmly, his voice firm. "Viktor Hensley, you're under bounty arrest for smuggling and aiding criminal organizations."
Viktor laughed, a harsh sound that echoed in the quiet night. "You think you can just walk in here and take me? Do you have any idea who I work for?"
"I don't care," Yohan replied, drawing his sword.