I should fix the mess I created

The city was quiet now. The earlier chaos, fueled by Evangeline's monstrous creations, had faded into a tense, uneasy calm. Most of the abominations had vanished, disappearing somewhere else.

A few stragglers still roamed the streets in low numbers, but even they moved with less aggression, like predators satisfied after a hunt. The scattered flickers of torchlight from the city's patrolling guards illuminated their grotesque shapes every now and then, but the air of desperation that had gripped the city had begun to subside.

Amid the dim, flickering light and deep shadows, a figure moved silently, barely visible even to the most watchful eye.

Draped in a cloak of invisibility, Adrian darted between alleys, his presence more a ghost than a man. The cloak, enchanted with concealment magic, bent the air around him, making his form imperceptible as he crept closer to his target.