[Horn Lizard Town]
Deep within a basement, three people stood around a wooden table with torches burning on the wall.
The flickering flames cast long shadows across the rough stone walls. The dim chamber was silent except for the occasional crackling of fire.
"We must act immediately," one of them said in a solemn voice.
His tone left no room for hesitation.
"Agreed," the second person nodded.
A woman.
She crossed her arms as her eyes remained fixed on the crude map spread across the wooden table.
"We must immediately activate all our men and take them down in one swift attack," the last person said in a deeply manly voice.
The three figures exchanged silent glances.
None of them underestimated the enemy.
"I heard they only had less than a dozen people with them. Even their Guild Master is not around," the first person continued with the same solemn tone.
"Our priority is to capture them alive."
His finger tapped lightly against the map.
