Evelyn quickly rallied the group, urging everyone to gather their belongings and prepare to evacuate. "Stay quiet and stick together!" she instructed, her voice a mix of urgency and determination. "We'll take the back alleys to avoid detection."
Alistair helped guide the group as they moved cautiously through the dimly lit shack, ensuring everyone was ready to leave. Evelyn led the way, her heart pounding with adrenaline. The streets outside were dark, but she could hear the faint sounds of guards shouting orders in the distance, their presence looming like a storm cloud over their heads.
As they slipped out the back door, Evelyn led the group down a narrow alleyway, the cool night air brushing against her skin. She could feel the tension in the group; everyone was on high alert, knowing that one wrong move could lead to disaster.
