Chapter 312: The Heist Plan
We returned to the Guest Spire just as the first rays of the artificial sun began to illuminate the upper canopy of the World Tree.
The city below was still in chaos, the Silver Guard scrambling to chip away the glacial monument Maria had created in the Plaza.
Inside the Spire, the atmosphere was thick with tension.
Maria was sitting on the balcony railing, swinging her legs over a three-hundred-foot drop. She looked bored.
"Did you enjoy your swim?" I asked, collapsing onto a chair and pulling up the map of Sylvaren on my interface.
Maria turned, her matte-blue eyes flashing. "It was... refreshing. The water spirits were screaming, but the silence that followed was exquisite. Did you get the intelligence?"
