Guard Station [Part 2]
The middle-aged healer had a clear look of distress in his eyes. It was as if he sensed the oncoming strife before it was about to occur. Though he would be unable to see it, Lucius, under the guise of Wulf, smiled cruelly at the man before turning around.
From his sense of hearing and smell, Lucius could tell there were only a dozen or so guards on the first floor. Most of them seemed to be asleep. There were a few on the second floor that were drinking and sharing stories with one another as a way to relax.
It had been some time since he had been able to flex his infiltration skills. Excited to shake the rust from that particular sword, Lucius felt his heartrate increase from anticipation. He took a few deep breaths before heading deeper into the building past the reception desk.