The night was deep, casting shadows that cloaked the group as they moved, each step measured and silent. Axel led the way, his movements fluid and controlled, a shadow within shadows.
The Warlords followed closely, blending into the darkness like they'd been born into it. They were on their way to the location Axel had scouted earlier, a discreet, unassuming building tucked into one of the quieter, less-patrolled parts of the city.
Ethan trailed behind, careful to keep pace. He had Stealth, a skill he'd unlocked just hours before. Even though it wasn't yet at Master tier—he'd lacked just one more Ascension Point to get it there—it was still advanced enough to make his presence nearly invisible to the untrained eye. As he moved, he couldn't help but test his new skill, noticing how his footsteps seemed to sink into the silence, almost as if muffled by an unseen barrier.
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