The morning sun cast a warm, golden glow over the bustling city streets. News of the Black Chameleon's capture spread like wildfire, igniting conversations and speculation everywhere. From the bustling marketplaces to the quiet corners of small cafes, whispers of the notorious criminal's defeat were on everyone's lips.
"It was the Weapon Sage, Darius!" exclaimed a man at a newsstand, his voice filled with awe. "They say he caught the Black Chameleon with the help of a mysterious rich person and some TWAO agents."
A group of women standing nearby nodded eagerly, hanging on every word. "Who could that mysterious person be?" one of them wondered aloud, her eyes wide with excitement. "Do you think it's someone from the royal family?"
"Maybe," another woman chimed in, "or perhaps a wealthy merchant? Whoever it is, they're bound to be someone important."