Lyle and the others moved through the narrow streets of Veldros, their pace unhurried but sharp and quick. It was obvious to the spies that the group was planning on leaving quickly so as not to gain any more attention.
'Fools, after the stunt in the tavern, did you truly believe that nobody would be following you?'
'I can sense some others as well, it seems more than just my group is interested in this rich bastard and his entourage. We need to be fast, otherwise our prey will be taken.' One of the spies thought as he took out a communication crystal.
"They are on the move, they're passing through some alleys, definitely in order to shake off anybody who is pursuing them. I think they will soon exit the city, quickly move out, and there are more groups after them."
After sending his message, the spy continued trailing Lyle and the rest, fully believing them they had not noticed him.
