Elias was sitting in a room at a warehouse dock in Chager city. His crimson eyes were glinting beneath the hood of his cloak. Around him, palace agents sent by the king and his trusted vanguard operated silently, their breaths misting the chilly air. Below then, the smugglers he had been sent to track worked feverishly, unaware of the predators that had been watching them long before they arrived.
Frozen carcasses of animals were hauled from carts, their bellies lit open tho reveal hidden compartments. Inside, glittering antiques like figurines, golden relics, ancient scrolls and other treasures were packed carefully. They were were disguised as parts of the animals and packed as meat shipments. In cages nearby, live animals twitched nervously, their bodies hollowed with contraband tucked beneath skin and fur.
Elias's men raised their cameras, capturing every detail. Every record was evidence that would be used to condemn these men to life behind bars.
