Rain poured from the heavens, and the sky danced with lightning.
Dressed in black, with a hooded cloak draped over his shoulders, Adam hung from the side of a tall building. One hand gripped the ledge above him while his boots found purchase against the wet wall.
From this great height, he could see the beautiful yet terrifying cityscape of Greyreach.
He glanced down at the thin strip of metal wire around his neck. It was an artifact designed to conceal his mana fluctuations exclusively from Greyreach's security systems.
Beyond the walls, such a necklace was no more valuable than a pile of junk.
But inside the city walls? That was a different matter altogether.
As long as he kept his mana output below a certain threshold, he could cast spells without anyone being the wiser.
Thunder roared overhead.
Dio's words echoed in his mind.
