As the fourth day of Adam's gruesome torture drew to a close, he finally caught the attention of a person residing in Adventurers City.
Not someone from the City Hall.
Someone who lived in the city itself.
As the crimson moon rose into the sky, its blood-red rays shining upon the cursed city, a figure emerged on the terrace of a dilapidated building.
He was tall and imposing, with a muscular build. He wore loose trousers and nothing to cover his upper body, aside from the wolf hide that draped across his shoulders.
Short dark hair framed his head, and his piercing grey eyes locked onto the sun temple in the distance.
He raised an arm and took a large bite from the roasted leg of what appeared to be another monster he had recently hunted.
As he chewed on the meat, his gaze remained fixed on the cracked dome of the sun temple.
Just who is it? He wondered.
A man? Or a monster?
