The Night of Judgment 1

The moon was nearly at its highest point in the sky, casting its pale light over Dual Horns Peak City. Most of the city's residents carried on with their usual nightly routines, but in one part of the city, there was an unusual movement. Silhouettes darted through the streets, heading swiftly toward a long-abandoned area, devoid of activity.

Dozens of figures moved using advanced movement techniques that silenced their footsteps, making them as quiet as owls in flight. Despite their numbers and the occasional passerby, they remained undetected as they glided through the city.

They continued running until they reached the outskirts of an abandoned building, where another figure was already waiting for them.

"How is it? Any movement?" the newcomer asked.

"No, still nothing, sir. They're holed up inside that building, like turtles in their shells," the other figure replied.