The moon was fatter in the sky than the week before, its silver radiance shining down like silver touches, warping on everything it could beneath.
One of those things was Vacuse Vorrakyn and his attendants, with ten groups of stage three Soulbearers.
Lord Joryth Mveil was also with them.
"So this is the boundary, and beyond this is the eastern side of the city?" Vacuse asked. He was pointing at the half-faded red paint that cut the city into two. Although the buildings and layout themselves did not change.
Joryth nodded. "Yes, my lord. But... do you really want to enter the eastern side? The young lady of the Eastern Region is there and there are rumors about her temper."
Vacuse snorted, his eyes dark. "The Ash Rat also carry out operations from my side, right?"
"Yes. They operate throughout the city."
It turned out that the Ash Rat gang had their headquarters in the eastern side of things. And to get to him, Vacuse would have to cross over.
He had no qualms about crossing.
