Corruption
The buildings and people of Blue Rock City passed us by in a blur of sights and sounds. I clung to Orion's side, eyes shifting nervously from alley to alley, my chest tight with trepidation. There was nothing familiar to find, no small comfort in this city of noise and confusion.
At long last, Joel came to a stop before a large, three-story building. The sign above the wide, double doors was unintelligible to me, but it seemed to be some kind of inn. He gestured toward it and spoke a few words, frowning as I shook my head. His tone became increasingly agitated and his voice grew sharp, sending an anxious shudder down my tail. I shrunk behind Orion, heart pounding, desperate to hide from the lieutenant's anger. Just what did he want from me?