The information given to him about the black-marked summoner was still fresh in his head. Leo's mind buzzed with the details, replaying them over and over as he walked through the crowded marketplace, his senses on alert for any sign of his target.
Earlier, during the early hours of the night, Lucian and Leo had arrived at the FSG base that was still under reconstruction. The once-proud fortress of the Federal Summoners Guild now resembled a half-eaten cake, with entire sections missing and construction crews moving around the destroyed section, reconstructing it.
The sound of hammering filled the air. To think that this was the work of just one summoner was still hard to believe.
Upon reaching the base, they went in and discussed a few things that would help Leo detect if Ryder appeared around him. The meeting room they occupied was one of the few undamaged areas, though a large crack ran along one wall like a lightning bolt frozen in time.
