Adyr didn't leave the market area immediately. He lingered a while longer, weaving through the shifting crowd with a silent gaze, taking the chance to observe.
This was the perfect time to observe. To study the way potential rivals moved, how they talked, who they aligned with, what equipment they carried, and most importantly, how confident they looked when no one was watching.
Only once he'd seen enough, once he had mentally cataloged the strongest personalities and gathered a rough sense of who might prove troublesome later, did he finally take to the skies, setting a silent course back toward Draven Mansion.
As he approached the familiar rooftops of the city, one thing was immediately clear.
Colossith was gone.
The behemoth's towering form—along with the faint hum and tremors that had once radiated from its very presence—had vanished. There was no trace of Liora, either. Nor of the Velari practitioners who had once patrolled the surrounding area like silent sentinels.
