Coco walked through the main hall, her footsteps quick and rhythmic.
She followed closely behind Sinclair and Alithe, who were leading the way with purposeful strides, the sound of their footsteps reverberating around the large space, the echo making their presence known to the other hunters and guild members in the area.
Coco's gaze flickered around, taking in the sight of the different individuals in the hall, her eyes darting to and fro as she observed the people around them.
As Coco walked through the main hall, her eye was quickly drawn to a pair of red eyes peering out at her.
A man whose face is largely concealed by the upturned collar of his clothing, the fabric covering his lower face like a makeshift mask, was glaring at her from his spot, his arms crossed and his back leaning against the wall.
His hair blending well with the shadows surrounding him, the mere sight of him sending a shiver down Coco's spine, an inexplicable sense of unease creeping over her.
