The night was deep and silent.
Even the adventurers who were drinking heavily at the tavern not long ago had staggered back to their beds, but in the depths of the Plain Ancient City's sewer, gentle and steady footsteps echoed.
In the passageway devoid of light, the girl advanced step by step with a steady stride.
The air was filled with a lively scent, damp, decaying, fermenting... Even though the sewer underwent regular cleaning, it could never be described as pleasant.
Yet, surrounded by this intense odor, the hero's expression did not change a bit. Her emerald green eyes shone with dazzling divine light, making the darkness have nowhere to hide.
Wherever she went, she left behind radiant footprints, with pure holy magic spreading out to cleanse all filth and evil.
"It's been a long time since I last came to the sewer."
She muttered to herself as she progressed steadily towards her target, with no intention of concealing her presence.
Because her quarry was doing the same.
