Light City,
The moon hung in the dark, starry sky, illuminating the city below in its gentle silver light.
All seemed peaceful and quiet, but under the veil of peace, few knew the atrocities that were committed under the gentle moon.
The night was calm and serene—but for some, it was anything but peaceful.
In an unknown tavern in the city where there were fewer Slayers and Nightguards,
" Monster..Help, Help !! " A bloodied man ran out of the bar, his face covered in blood and pieces of flesh. But before he could shout again, a blood soaked dark tentacle shot from inside the bar and wrapped around his neck. Without any resistance, he was pulled into the tavern.
An eerie silence ensued, but on the outside, everything seemed alright; the night was gentle and peaceful.
" Woosh," a dark-robed figure materialised at the entrance of the tavern. It stood at the door for a while, the dark brown eyes hidden in the hood reflecting the figure's hesitation and fear.
