Night fell, the sky tightly wrapped in heavy, dark clouds. The wind threaded through the buildings like a trapped beast, emitting low, dull howls, occasionally kicking up dust and fallen leaves to dance wildly across the streets.
The electric lamps inside the Guild swayed slowly, casting leaping shadows of light. No wonder the Guild kept kerosene lamps on hand—they were meant precisely for times like this.
The windows trembled slightly as people bolted their doors and windows tightly against the approaching storm, while the streets were completely deserted save for the Knights Order clad in silver armor, guarding the peace.
Chapter 102