At this moment, the Scamp Gang returned to their 'hideout' without realizing that Ace had been following them all the way from the tavern to their inn.
The five newbie thieves slipped inside without raising suspicion, their laughter and whispers vanishing behind the obsidian doors.
Ace, on the other hand, concealed in the shadows of a nearby alley, remained silent, his hood pulled low, and his masked face covered. His Twilight Law Sense covered every motion within the building, ensuring not a single word or gesture escaped him.
'So that's where they are staying…and by the looks of it, they didn't seem to be citizens of the Myriad Hollow. Should I try to pry a few things from them before leaving the city, or will they be useful for the House Members in some way, like shifting the blame or…' His eyes narrowed faintly as many thievish possibilities surfaced in his mind.
