Chapter: Shadow Guilt Boss
The corridor leading to the hall was dark and narrow, the air thick with the metallic tang of blood and the faint stench of sweat. Adam and Anya stood poised at the threshold, the faint flicker of torches casting dancing shadows on their faces.
Adam's disguise as a young woman was flawless—his cascading white hair glowed faintly under the dim light, and his piercing blue eyes shone like glacial daggers. The delicate features of his assumed identity masked the lethal force that lurked beneath. Beside him, Anya's disguise was equally convincing. She wore the guise of a sharp-featured boy, her confident smirk and piercing gaze exuding an aura of unshakable resolve.
The tension in the air was palpable as the hostile eyes of the Shadow Guild members bore down on them. Armed to the teeth and clad in dark leather armor, the thugs shifted uneasily, clearly uncertain about facing these two unexpected intruders.