Gabriel slid the invitation card into his coat and searched the unconscious man one more time to make sure he had not missed anything useful. Once he was done, he opened his inventory and quickly brought out a clean black tuxedo he had stored earlier. The fabric looked expensive enough to pass under the castle lights, and more importantly, it fit him perfectly.
He changed without wasting time.
The night air was cool against his skin for only a moment before the tuxedo settled over his body. He adjusted the sleeves, fixed the collar, and glanced down at himself once. The clothes were good. Clean. Sharp. Nothing about them would draw attention in a gathering like this.
His bigger problem was his face.
Gabriel's expression turned thoughtful for a second. Even if he entered quietly, there were still a few people inside the castle who might recognize him. Some from the Inter Guild Display Event, or from the Blood Tower event, which had made him famous throughout Stellar City.
