Alex glanced at Aseira, a mix of urgency and approval in his eyes. "Alright, we need to move—now. We can't stay here any longer."
Jian Gang wiped the grin off his face and nodded. "Let's get out of here before anyone else realizes something's wrong."
The three of them slipped back into the shadows, moving with precision through the barracks and retracing their steps to the outskirts of the city. The night was still and quiet, except for the occasional distant patrol or flickering torchlight in the streets.
As they navigated through the dark alleys, Alex kept his hood low, his voice quiet but firm. "We've confirmed the information. Libbie's preparing for something big, and it involves dark magic. This is bigger than we thought."
Aseira glanced at him, her expression calm but her eyes sharp. "So what's the plan now? We can't just sit on this information."
