Ember's amber eyes were deep and unfathomable as they swept over the trembling faces of the players before him. Seeing the faint traces of the golden magical sigils hidden on their foreheads, along with their submissive attitude, Ember finally let go of some of his suspicion.
"Lead the way." Ember snorted coldly before stepping forward and following the group of players.
At the same time, in another direction, Nick gripped his dagger tightly, cautiously following behind the three players leading the way. Although the bloodlust in his eyes had receded somewhat at the mention of Adrian's name, every muscle in his body remained tense. His heart was beating so fast that it almost hurt. He looked rather lacking in confidence, but given that the artists who had witnessed the scene where Nick was found were there, they still didn't dare underestimate him.
