Chapitre 253: Resolve

The moment the Inquisitor drew his sword, the crowds scattered, flowing past the approaching men and women like water. In an attempt to blend in with the fleeing people, but it soon became clear they had locked on to my position.

The entire situation felt impossible. Even if someone had seen me in the brief seconds I'd been exposed, why had they reported it with such haste? Had the Inquisitors really been ready to deploy at a moment's notice, or was it just pure happenstance? Most importantly, did they know who I was, or did they simply think me a demonkin they wanted to interrogate?