A Goddess

There were guards outside, composed of the forces from both Othinia and Griven, but it was not her first time doing such things. Her small body was easy to hide behind the trees or decorative plants arranged everywhere, and in that dark outfit, she could blend in darkness as long as she avoided the hanging lanterns and the torches lighting up the place. 

She dared not underestimate the prowess of the guards, but she was almost caught twice. Fortunately, there were openings due to the knights from Griven lacking familiarity with the layout of the mansion. With a little aid from her magic, she was able to trick their senses. 

Oriana remembered the elf's warning, but she had no choice. 'This is considered a need, right?'

Cold sweat covered her body as she nimbly moved in and out of the shadows. Soon, she reached the walls of the mansion next door.