Night had fallen over Phane City, the moon hanging bright and full above, painting everything in silver light.
Reinhard, Marie, Roana, and Scáth walked through the streets heading north, their destination clear in their minds.
All four wore black suits designed for stealth and movement.
Roana had opted for a black skirt and stockings instead of pants, the outfit somehow managing to look both professional and practical. Their clothing blended with shadows, making them nearly invisible in the dim spaces between street lamps.
Joseph, Gran, and Niki remained at the hotel as backup. If something went wrong, if rescue became necessary, and if contingency plans needed activation, it would be them who would act.
The northern district approached gradually.
The Mekhko Research Center occupied an entire block, its grounds surrounded by high walls topped with decorative but functional iron spikes.
