Real Lead

A week had passed since Vell's takeover, and the city was beginning to show signs of real change. The rubble from his battle with the Guild Leader had been mostly cleared, with new construction already underway. But more importantly, the atmosphere had shifted.

People walked taller now, without the constant fear of guild harassment. The training grounds buzzed with activity as fighters of all levels practiced openly. Even the marketplace had a different energy, with merchants freely trading without paying "protection fees."

Vell observed it all from the rooftop of the former guild hall, his eyes tracking the movement below. 

[Alert: Detecting increased movement at section borders]

[Warning: Multiple unauthorized gatherings detected]

[Recommendation: Implement countermeasures]

"Let them gather," he muttered. "They'll learn soon enough."