The last sunlight vanished behind the capital's roofs as Hajin walked toward the inn with Juna beneath blue-white mana lamps.
Two apprentices argued about an exam score while a cart driver cursed at a stubborn mule, and after the guild's scrutiny, the ordinary noise felt peaceful.
He opened the stream panel in the corner of his vision.
Notifications flooded the screen so quickly that their bright tones merged into one excited chime.
[CringeSlayer91 donated: 5,000 credits]
The donation alert remained above the chat while its sender began typing.
[ CringeSlayer91: ] let us go! Ranker Hajin is in the building!
Hajin winced at the volume in his head, though the corner of his mouth lifted.
'At least someone enjoyed that disaster.'
[ShadowMage44 donated: 2,000 credits]
A second total joined the first before another message appeared beneath it.
[ ShadowMage44: ] broke the guild's most expensive artifact and got away with it. Legendary.
