Warlock Ch 388. Manaless Commander [Part 1]
Haven City's nights were always thick—thick with tension, fog, and secrets. Tonight was no different. The fog rolled across the cobbled streets like a low whisper, and the lamplights barely did their job, flickering uselessly against the creeping mist. In the upper ward, three figures moved separately, distant from one another but bound by a single purpose.
None of them knew they were bait.
Two council aides moved cautiously through different routes—their hoods pulled low. One walked through the shadowed merchant corridor, glancing over his shoulder every few seconds. The other stayed near the temple grounds, sticking close to guarded areas but never settling too long in one spot.
And then there was Commander Ryven Halden.
