After seeing the girl was looking at him, Nova turned around and returned to the inn. He did not want to risk getting caught as well as pulling the others in harm's way; he felt as though something was off about her.
The way she looked at him was almost knowing and he did not know why, nor did he have the time to question it, since she was a bit far and he was not going to fall for any tricks.
After returning to the inn, he saw it was very quiet, due to the fact it was already late and most of the guests had already turned in.
He exhaled deeply and smiled a bit when he glanced outside and the moonlight slipped through the high windows, casting dim slants of light across the hallway floor. His steps were silent but deliberate, a contrast to the fading adrenaline in his veins. The confrontation at the docks played again in his mind—quick, brutal, and effective. The creed members wouldn't dare target the sea beasts again. Not after that.
