Liam's eyes scanned the illusionary tavern before him, his lips curling slightly.
He couldn't help but feel impressed by Eva's skill.
The level of detail was astonishing—so precise that anyone else would have been completely fooled.
From the way the wooden walls gleamed under the lantern lights to the flickering flames that danced within the sconces, Eva had replicated everything with remarkable accuracy.
Even the scent of ale and roasted meat lingered in the air, making the environment feel tangible.
And the people…
They moved, interacted, and even whispered among themselves in a way that felt entirely natural.
The casual laughter, the hushed conversations, the clinking of mugs against wooden tables—it was all so seamless that, had he not already known the truth, he might have fallen for it again.
'No wonder I was easily fooled before…' He thought, letting out a low sigh.