Those in the Underside had spent enough years living alongside the Dark Guild to know exactly who their leader was. Everyone knew the difference between a Dark Mage and the Dark Magus, and more important than that, everyone knew Harvey's face. He had never been the sort to hide behind a mask or keep his hood up unless a mission required secrecy. Instead, Harvey often roamed the Underside like he owned it, walking with a cold sense of pride and purpose, carrying himself as if the people living here were beneath him, even though he claimed to be fighting for them.
