Li'Kendra

The dim alleyway reeked of damp stone and secrecy, the perfect setting for a meeting where trust was as fleeting as shadows. A veil of mist clung to the cobblestones, muffling the sound of footsteps and whispers as the city slumbered. The faint glow of lanterns led the way to a wrought-iron gate, behind which lay the Midnight Bazaar—a hidden market where magical contraband changed hands under the cover of darkness. Li'Kendra leaned against the gate, within the shadows "Late" She scoffed