<We must find some stuff, > Erik said, his gaze scanning their surroundings.
June tilted his head, his bird eyes narrowing as she pondered Erik's statement. <Clothes, and…? >
Erik paused for a moment. <A phone. I need to make a call. >
June's feathers ruffled. <Are you going to call her? >
<Yes. With her help, we should be able to find Shade faster. >
<But what if they sell us? Didn't Noah say the Band of Giants kept the guild under surveillance? >
<Yes. That's why I will talk to Rebecca. I doubt she will sell us. >
<If you say so. >
Their quest for suitable attire led them to a quaint shop nestled between towering skyscrapers, its windows aglow with soft, inviting light.
Without hesitation, Erik landed on the ledge, his insect form barely noticeable. June perched beside him.
<Wait for me here…> Erik said. For this operation, he needed someone fast, and between the two, he was the fastest.