Erik moved forward, his form barely discernible under the semi-transparency of the Chaleon Veil.
He approached the side entrance with cat-like steps. He glanced back one last ti in June's direction.
The clone, despite not being able to see his master, was able to follow him thanks to his scent while in canine form.
Erik made quick work of the two guards, managing to not alert those inside the hall, and finally slipped past the side entrance.
The administrative offices of the rcenary Guild were a testant to efficiency and modern design. The corridor that Erik moved through was wide and well-lit, making it simple for him to traverse the place.
The walls were a smooth, tallic gray, interrupted at regular intervals by doors leading to various rooms.
The corridor itself was silent except for the low hum of machinery and the occasional murmur of conversation that filtered out from the rooms.
As Erik moved down the corridor, he passed many rooms, each one a mirror image of the last.
The rooms weren't empty. Most of the rooms were being used as offices by the various workers, seated at enormous desks and engrossed in their tasks. Erik had to be extra careful not to be seen.
But they weren't the only ones. Other workers clad in the uniform of the rcenary Guild moved around. Often carrying heavy boxes full of who knew what.
Guards also patrolled the area. As Erik stepped inside the city, the people at the rcenary guild increased their surveillance several folds. Their fear was that Erik could infiltrate the place and steal information regarding his search.
After he was accused of having killed civilians in the slums, the missions Lyria entrusted secretly to him were inserted by the higher ups into his dossier.
As a result, it was known that he had the skill to enter buildings without detection and exit them with equal ease.
But Erik was careful to stay out of their path, using his Chaleon Veil to blend into the surroundings and the Instability power to know when to hide or when to change direction, occasionally to make them turn direction by ssing with their brains.
As he moved further into the building, he found himself in front of a massive door.
It was guarded by a pair of rcenaries who stood like statues on either side. A label showed this as the "Server Room".
Equipped with this new information, Erik's confidence surged. He knew what he needed to do next. The act of eliminating these individuals would bring about advantages, not only to him, but even for society.
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