I let out a frustrated sigh, realizing that any attempt to reconcile Scott and Richard was clearly in vain. Giving up on that fruitless endeavor, I decided to focus my energy on practicing my magic for the remainder of the journey. I poured my heart and soul into honing my skills, determined to be prepared for whatever awaited us.
Finally, we reached the location where Annie was supposed to be held captive. As we neared the place, an air of anticipation and trepidation hung thickly among us.
The building before us was a bustling bar, its neon lights flickering and casting an otherworldly glow. The sounds of laughter and music spilled out from within, a sharp contrast to the dire situation we had expected.
I pushed open the door, and the warm, smoky air of the bar hit me like a wave.
