The figures approaching them were all beastkin.
There were five in total, each displaying distinct animalistic features. Some had fur covering their arms, while others possessed tails and ears that revealed their respective bloodlines. Their clothing was rough, and their expressions were openly hostile.
As they drew closer, several of them deliberately exposed their claws and bared their sharp fangs.
One of them, a broad-shouldered beastkin with wolf-like ears, stepped forward. He looked Adam up and down before shifting his gaze toward Azrynn.
"You're quite bold, walking around here as if you own the place."
Adam frowned faintly.
"Is there a problem?"
"Of course, there's a problem!" another beastkin snapped. He extended his claws, scraping them against the wall beside him. "This is a place for our pure races. Outsiders like you have no right to be here!"
The others growled in agreement, their hostility becoming increasingly apparent.
Adam glanced around the alley.
