Leo stood by the grand window, its intricate stained glass depicting scenes of heroic conquests long past, now shrouded in the quiet darkness of the night. He observed the Lithon city below, a sight that contrasted starkly with its usual vibrant bustle. The streets were desolate, devoid of the usual throngs of people going about their business. Instead, an eerie stillness settled over the city, a palpable tension hanging in the air.
As he gazed upon the somber scene, Leo's thoughts churned, his usually composed demeanor tinged with a sense of intrigue and skepticism. Eldric's death, while tragic, had astonished him in a way. The fact that such a seemingly insignificant event could prompt the lockdown of an entire city was a revelation that struck a chord within him.