Operation Night Hunter(part 1)

Vergil rode at the head of the Assassin Brotherhood, his black cloak billowing in the crisp autumn wind. Beside him, Freya matched his pace, her wolf-like ears twitching slightly as she observed the golden hues of the forest. Aeka and his four adopted daughters followed close behind, moving with the disciplined silence of trained assassins.

Vergil rode at the head of the Assassin Brotherhood, his black cloak billowing in the crisp autumn wind. Beside him, Freya matched his pace, her wolf-like ears twitching slightly as she observed the golden hues of the forest. Aeka and his four adopted daughters followed close behind, moving with the disciplined silence of trained assassins.

The journey to Grisveil Town took two full days, the dense woodland around them slowly giving way to signs of civilization. Along the way, Vergil and Freya took note of the shifting season. Autumn had arrived—a crucial detail.