As Adam embarked on his two-week training under his idol's care, Luna patted off the dust covering her long coat.
The midday sun shone overhead as she glanced at the humans queuing before the city gates and pulled her hood down to obscure her face.
With a displeased snort, she pointed at the guards collecting travelers' entry fees and inspecting their goods, observing how some shamelessly stole items. Her blood burned when she saw those bastards' disdainful sneers and the nonchalance with which they treated others.
"Do you see him, Shadow?"
Her shadow stirred in answer before it turned into an arrow pointing at a guard on the left.
"You do the talking, Garduck, or I'll kill him before we step inside Foliaris."
With a nod, the hooded demon led the march as she followed behind with Bart.