Prologue
In the dead of night, a shadow crept up the face of a small hill. It stayed low to the ground, stopping every few steps to examine its surroundings. The shadow turned out to be a monster that looked vaguely like a dog, a chill wind ruffling its black fur.
After some time, it crested the hill and stared at the sea of lights in the distance. Said lights were man-made. They were the flower of the night, the glimmer of the Heiligh Kingdom’s capital.
The majority of the capital’s citizens were fast asleep. But for the city’s thieves, black market merchants, and other unsavory types, the night was just beginning.
Aside from them, the city’s watchmen and throngs of adventurers also walked the streets, which of course meant some enterprising merchants kept their stores open late to cater to them.
The capital was a far cry from Fuhren though, as that city never slept. Every few minutes, another light winked out of existence, until finally the capital was shrouded in darkness. Only the distant twinkling of the stars and the moon’s cruel light illuminated the night now.
The monster, who’d been watching the capital’s lights dwindle, jumped with a start when it sensed something behind it. It flipped around and looked warily at the newcomer.
“Grr...” The newcomer didn’t respond to its growled challenge.
That was only natural, as what had appeared behind the monster was no living creature.
The ground in front of the monster glimmered with light. The presence it had sensed was an amalgamation of mana. It stared warily at the light, unsure of what to do.
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