PREVIEW
... d into the city’s lower districts, the thicker the fog became, curling around their legs like unseen tendrils. The golden glow of noble warding sigils was long behind them, leaving only the dim, flickering alchemical lamps to light the way. The mist here was heavier, denser—pressing in like a living thing. It wasn’t just dampening sound; it was swallowing it.
Mikhailis moved easily through the streets, his steps casual yet deliberate. He was good at this—blending in, keeping just enough ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE