The Rise Of The Corrupted Detective
On a bustling morning near the fountain in the middle of somewhere within the Dorian Citadel, Robert blended in the background with an easel, small improvised chair, and a nice painter's hat. He would look really friendly with a smile if not for an excessive face scarf and an alchemist goggle that made him somewhat blended even more?
From outside, nobody would know what he stared or whether he was smiling behind the cloth.
'The marked location had been fully prepared, now I only need a legit Usurper to bait.'
His eyes wander from person to person, one of them was a busty well-built female feline with a somewhat tattered outfit, with menacing otherworldly dragon plated arms and legs. She was nonchalantly eating a whole skewered street bbq on both hands. Robert wanted to look at another target but this woman had some serious muscles of pure effort. Although the only thing that made it stand out was the fact that she carried a whole mini shrine strapped onto her back.