"Come on, Coco." Sinclair called, his fingers wrapping around Coco's wrist.
"This place looks amazing." Coco mumbled, clearly in awe.
Coco and Sinclair had made their way into the hunter guild, the heavy wooden door creaking shut as Sinclair let it creak on its hinges.
Upon entering the building, they were met and greeted with several activities, the guild hall busy with hunters and other guild members going about their business.
As they navigated the crowded hall, Coco's eyes flickered with curiosity, taking in the unfamiliar sights and sounds.
The interior of the hunter guild was a sprawling network of rooms and halls, each section dedicated to a different aspect of the guild; a couple of hunters went in and out of the rooms while engaged in a hushed conversation.
The main hall, where Coco and Sinclair currently stood, was filled with hunters— all kinds were present, some returning from missions, others preparing to embark on a new quest.