In the other part of Ugburg's outer skirts, deep inside the Temple Guard's local base, there was a strange, and increasingly worrisome silence looming over the large courtyard. From amidst the darkness, two tendrils of the ever-present shadows stretched out and tethered from corner to corner, obstacle to obstacle.
If one had his or her senses honed beyond their mortal limits or perhaps would be gifted with an innate ability related to [True Sight] he or she would have been able to make out two vastly differing feminine shapes rushing silently ahead.
After taking their time to recoup their lost energy and had given a small update to their Young Master using their shared mental channel, Madam Dara and Lady Pyre were now once again closing in on the central building.