The building stood fairly isolated, with no residential houses nearby, which was a huge plus.
They approached it like phantoms of the night, quick, dark, almost illusory to the eye. Upon reaching the base of the three-storey structure, they split up without a sound.
According to the intel, the middle floor had the highest number of guards, so Ruby, the most silent among them, was assigned to clear it.
The redhead vaulted onto the first-floor window ledge, Tiffany close behind her, and peeked inside the room.
The others waited below, poised to take down anyone who attempted to escape.
Three Umbral members had taken elevated positions across three different regions, forming the last line of offense. If anyone slipped through the net, those three would execute them.
All of this had been planned by Annabelle. Her intent during the planning was clear: none of them were to see the next morning.
As Ruby peeked inside, she counted around seventeen Acolytes roaming the floor.
