Kapitel 339: Take it (2)

The streets were quieter now, the distant lanterns of Thornridge's knights swinging like errant fireflies in the darkness. Lucavion paid them no mind. Even as a group of knights rounded a distant corner, their gazes landing on him briefly, none dared stop him. 

Still, as he approached the city gates, their presence grew thicker. The knights' hushed voices carried in the cold air, their armor glinting beneath the pale moonlight. 

"Who… who is that?" one muttered, a trace of unease in his tone as Lucavion and Aether passed the outer walls. 

Another knight shouted, his voice ringing clear in the stillness. "You there! Stop!" 

Lucavion didn't stop. He didn't even look back. Aether's pace quickened to a measured canter, her form cutting through the shadows like an extension of the night itself. 

More shouts followed, confused and angry, echoing across the stone walls. "Stop him!" 

"Who was that?" 

"Don't let him—!"