Finn climbed the spiral staircase until he reached the top.
To his left, a wooden railing overlooked the guild hall below. To his right, a series of widely spaced doors stretched down the corridor, each marked with a number carved above—presumably for rooms large enough to qualify as "living spaces" in this bizarre world.
But what caught Finn off guard wasn't the architecture.
It was the presence of Raze Nocturne.
Leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, one foot casually propped up behind him, Raze looked like he'd been waiting for this exact moment his entire life.
Which was weird—because Finn swore this dude was downstairs not even five minutes ago, brooding against the pillar downstairs.
Finn just stared at him.
Not out of concern.
Not even curiosity.
