"You're still out here?"
Evelyn's voice was calm, but her gaze flicked to the trail of orc corpses littering the path behind him.
"You've been busy..."
Adam exhaled through his nose, leaning back against the log.
"Didn't know you were the type to follow people..."
"I wasn't."
Evelyn stepped closer, her boots crunching softly against the dirt.
"I was passing through when I noticed the mess, you're quite diligent at leveling up..."
Adam arched a brow.
"Is there something you want to say?"
"Yes."
Evelyn said.
"It's about the investigation... regarding that guide you knocked unconscious. Follow me."
...
The walk back to the Judgment Room was quiet.
The streets were dim, only the faint glow of torchlights lining the walls guiding their way.
Adam had been here once before, but the atmosphere tonight felt colder... like the air itself was holding its breath.
When they arrived, Evelyn pushed open the heavy wooden door.
The scent hit Adam first.
