"Look… he's moving."
The voice came through telepathic communication.
The man in black turned after receiving the message in his mind, looking toward the entrance of one of the hotels.
His eyes still hadn't caught any movement.
"Where is he? I can't se— never mind, I see him."
The master narrowed his eyes toward the target.
The target walked calmly, dressed in black clothes and a black mask with only eye openings.
His aura was that of a fourth-rank master. He wasn't releasing it heavily… but he wasn't hiding it either.
"Should we meet up?" the voice echoed again in his mind.
The other observer stood atop a building over a hundred meters away.
He wore black robes and a hooded cloak that rested over his dark hair.
"No. Let's stay apart to cover a wider area. He mustn't sense anything," the black-haired master replied.
The two masters carefully followed their target.
Meanwhile…
The fourth-rank master moved between the stalls near the hotel.
