Anila's POV

I planned to depart in the dead of night, the Shadow Guard's five most exceptional assassins strategically positioned ahead.

From the city walls, I could see their black cloaks billowing in the wind.

These ruthless individuals were the most potent weapons I had trained, but alas, they could only thrive in the shadows.

Jessica stood by my side, her striking features defying concealment even in the black attire. "Has Evan not arrived yet?"

I scanned the surroundings but couldn't spot any sign of Evan.

"The deputy leader mentioned he went ahead to scout, intending to rendezvous with us midway," Jessica replied, sensing a commotion behind us.

She seemed...