Starting the Attack

Gradually, time passed, and the dark of the night had already covered the entire horizon, leaving not a single trace of daylight that could be seen a few minutes ago.

Simultaneously, in the old area of Hadia, many whale oil lamps were already burning, illuminating the narrow streets of that place, each 50 meters apart.

And while the smoke from those lamps was stinking the air in that part of the city, the movement in the streets through that region was already diminishing, with fewer and fewer criminals and bandits coming and going.

The sounds of conversations typical of places like this had also migrated from the previously busy streets to a few places, where there were more significant gatherings of people.

And amid this change in local dynamics, which took place between day and night, inside that establishment where Del and company were, a group of pirates was talking and drinking beside a fire.