Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked in the direction of the voice. They saw that it was a woman in an exquisite evening dress with short curly hair and thick makeup on her face.
Behind her were three people, two men and one other woman. They seemed to be her escorts and attendants as they were dressed for such duties.
The woman walked out of the building with a fuming face, her three subordinates behind her.
Clint's eyes narrowed as he looked at the woman. This person was a Core mage, but her escorts were non-mages. Why would a mage need such weak escorts?
Well, that wasn't important; what was important was that the woman was trying to leave as she walked in the direction of some Union officers.
All of the officers in that area immediately pointed their weapons at the four of them, clearly prepared to shoot if they came any closer.
