The bluestone path gleamed coldly under the moon. The dark silhouettes of houses on either side loomed like silent beasts, standing quietly in the night.
As she turned into a deep, secluded alley that was rarely traveled even during the day—
A faint, almost inaudible rustle of fabric cutting through the air instantly put her on alert!
Almost instinctively, her slender frame darted to the side. She pressed herself against the cold, rough wall, hiding in the shadows cast by the eaves and subconsciously holding her breath.
She cautiously peeked from around the corner, looking in the direction of the sound.
Not far away, on the roof of the building across the alley, a dark figure flitted past like a phantom!
The moonlight outlined his blurry silhouette. His movements were incredibly light, as if he were weightless.
With just a few light taps of his feet on the roof tiles, he crossed several dozen feet at an astonishing speed.
