After enjoying a satisfying meal of Abyss chicken barbecue with his companions, Lancelot proceeded alone to the military camp area.
It was already nightfall, but the fire basins scattered across the streets provided ample illumination, and the cluster of ever-burning forges in the blacksmith district dyed the sky a fiery red. In some ways, Twin Bridges Town was even busier and more chaotic at night than during the day. Drunkards fought each other over silly reasons, vendors who peddled either others' flesh or their own shouted loudly at the side of the streets, and theft and extortion occurred every second.