(Planet Vorthas, Just Outside the Training Arena, Dupravel's POV)
Perched silently atop a weathered boulder, Dupravel sat with his back straight and hands folded over his knees, his presence utterly still as if he too was a part of that stone.
The afternoon sun was high in the sky, painting it in a light blue color, which matched nicely with his new Gray and Blue robes, and his white mask.
For anyone that was used to seeing the Black Serpents Guildmaster in all blacks all their life, this change made them less suspicious about his real identity, however, Valterri wasn't one of those that was easily fooled.
Sitting beneath the shade of a large tree not too far away, Valterri watched the masked man carefully, his sharp eyes narrowing with suspicion that had only grown with time.
There was something deeply off about this so-called new guard named 'Viper'.
He didn't behave like a personal guard. Not even remotely.
