Ezra stood before Yuri, his posture straight and formal, as he delivered his report.
The golden light of the sun shined from behind Yuri, making her look like a deity looking down at her creation. She watched him, her expression of calm contemplation as she listened to his words.
"The Necromancer has withdrawn from Westside." Ezra spoke. "I first noticed his disappearance when I saw no signs of resistance at the Investigation Bureau attacking their assets. I investigated further, searching the entire area. There was no trace of him or his undead minions."
Yuri remained silent for a moment, her eyes narrowing slightly as she absorbed the information. She tapped a finger lightly on the armrest of her throne as she thought. Finally, she spoke, her voice soft but firm.
"Are you certain?" She asked, her gaze pinning Ezra in place.