The Man with The Grand Flaming Core

We split up, with the group of intruders sneaking into the dark night towards The Shadow Society's base. Along the way to the complex, the atmosphere is getting gloomy and scary. Flames roared from the chimney, and the dark red light from The Red Moon lit up the sky.

Neither of us spoke, we communicated surreptitiously through gestures, relying on instinct and years of practice.

After infiltrating The Shadow Society's palace with the help of a hint from the King of Hon, we felt cautious and tried to avoid enemy surveillance. The large and luxurious palace hall was filled with The Shadow Society troops on standby. The dim light of the candles illuminates the dark confusing passages, reflecting the tension and darkness that pervades every corner.

We walked quietly, avoiding the sentries that were patrolling carefully. Our every move is carefully chosen to ensure not to attract the enemy's attention. All the tribe leaders are trying to control our shortness of breath due to the presence