"Can you track their trail?" Ethan asked.
Hanss reflexively turned his head. One of the LionArk assassin squad members immediately responded with a nod.
The man then looked back at Ethan, his expression firm and confident.
"My team is already chasing them."
Ethan nodded in acknowledgment. He then turned his gaze aside, observing the ongoing efforts to extinguish the fire.
Gradually, the mages managed to put out the flames across the entire row of shop buildings in the southern district, Ring Three.
Steam rose into the air as scorched wood hissed under the lingering water magic.
One of the guild members whose shop had burned down approached Ethan.
The man was crying openly, his voice trembling as he pleaded for help, hoping Ethan would assist with the reconstruction of their shops.
This incident, however, lay completely outside LionArk's responsibility.
