Grey and Reynolds stood at the entrance and took in the sight of the gathered experts. More than a hundred powerful auras filled the courtyard as conversations gradually quieted under the morning light.
Grey suddenly raised a brow and looked in a particular direction. "Huh?"
Reynolds noticed the reaction and followed his gaze. A man with a large broadsword strapped to his back stood among the crowd, an openly annoyed expression on his face as he stared straight at Grey.
Grey only held the man's gaze for a second longer before stepping away from the entrance. Reynolds followed without a word. The two of them found an open spot near the side and stood there quietly, just like the others.
