The Haria Kingdom’s marketplace bustled as always, sunlight spilling through gaps in the awnings and reflecting off colourful fruits, metal trinkets and baskets of herbs. Vendors haggled with customers, the air thick with spice, sweat and the briny smell blowing in from the river. Today, however, a subtle tension laced the chatter: the Moonlight Demon Hunters were on patrol.
It was their turn to guard the district, but because Moonlight’s numbers were low, uniformed kingdom guards had been assigned to each squad. Four groups of four hunters lined up in the courtyard at dawn, their cloaks rippling as Captain Denver walked down the line. Luke, the commander from the castle, had hand-picked each member, leaving the actual planning and orders to Denver.
One by one, the groups split off, boot
