Third Person's POV
"If I had recalled them sooner, I would have used them the moment we entered this city earlier today."
He sighed before gesturing for them to follow his lead.
"They don't know your true appearance as you had concealed your face with that veil, and Velcy was too forgettable for them in her scarred state.
As for me, I made sure to conceal my face with a crafted veil of dark magic. Still, I would rather not take any risks."
With that, he pressed the thin membrane to his face.
The moment it made contact, his entire appearance shifted.
Gone was the breathtakingly handsome face that could steal the breath of both men and women alike.
Instead, in his place stood an unremarkable man with plain and unmemorable features.
His violet hair darkened into an ordinary shade of black while his piercing red eyes dulled to a clear crystal blue.
Without missing a beat, he stripped off his tattered black upper cloth and handed it to Virelle.
