They arrived at the Horizon Guild Hall just as the evening lights began to twinkle along the grand entrance. The building was an architectural masterpiece, gleaming white stone, soaring columns, and crystal chandeliers visible through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Heroes in formal attire mingled on the wide steps, their laughter and conversation drifting into the cool night air.
Andrey stepped out of the van first, straightening the cuffs of his crisp white shirt. His black blazer was tailored perfectly, and his usual tie had been replaced by a sleek silver clip that matched the inventory ring on his finger. His hair was neatly combed, and his glasses caught the light.
