When Cessilia came back out of the tunnel, accompanied by Aglithia, she found the little shop completely empty; it seemed like Nana and Darsan had gone ahead with the armors. It wasn't surprising; she and Aglithia had taken the extra time to select a couple of the very well-designed maps of their Clan, which they were carrying now.
They went back to the streets and under the rain, quickly making their way back to Lady Bastat's house. Cessilia was glad they could cover the armors with cloaks, because those shiny armors would have surely drawn some attention... She glanced to the side, where the sun was starting to take off from the sea. How long did they have left? They would need to strike fast if they hoped to save Sabael and the others... Too much blood had already been spilled that ni
