65 An Honest Spy

Within in the deepest part of the Sunflower Grove, one of the East's largest forests, walked a pair of lonesome strangers in silence.

The trees quietly observed them as they progressed down an old, beaten path into the depths of the forest where the forest canopy had grown so extensively that it blocked sunlight down below. It was an area of the woods where light would prosper and the darkness ruled over the land.

This was where a hidden city had been built millennia ago in secret. It was a place far removed from the eyes of the masses, for it was home to shadows and ghosts — the kind that haunted the living.