Amid the heavy downpour, a few carriages came to a halt along the rain-soaked street.
One after another, more than a dozen Greycloaks stepped out. Clad in armor, robes, and grey cloaks, they quickly gathered before setting off toward their destination.
Their sudden arrival drew the attention of everyone nearby.
Pedestrians instinctively moved aside, scrambling to make way. Umbrellas collided with one another as people jostled to get out of their path. Some turned curiously, while others hurried away, unwilling to get caught up in whatever business had brought the City Watch here.
The Greycloaks paid them no mind. With rain pouring over their armor, they marched forward.
"The first clash between the creature and the mysterious man happened there," one of the Greycloaks said as he pointed at a nearby alley.
Magus Dabur, the elderly squad leader, looked at the alley with narrowed eyes. Then he turned away, glancing at the building in the distance.
