Night slowly descended upon Twilight City, veiling the jagged skyline in dusky hues of violet and blue.
The rain had long since faded into a quiet drizzle and made the streets slick and glistening under the amber glow of street lamps.
The city had begun to breathe again. The chaos of the Blood Moon event finally changing into silence.
At the far edge of the city, away from the steel towers and the bustle, stood a modest house located between overgrown trees and a rusted fence. It was a humble place that didn't attract attention. And that made it perfect.
The door creaked open and the trio who had briefly crossed paths with Rama and his friends stepped inside.
First came the man with the scar. His name was Kellen, a veteran Hunter who have eyes that seems like had seen too many battles and too many death.
Behind him came the woman called Seri. She is a skilled Hunter and artificer with a sharp mind that like always thinking and crafting something.
