flagged it.
[SYSTEM ALERT: Observation Detected]
Source: Concealed Individual — Upper Level Balcony, Guild Member Tag Identified.
Threat Level: Unknown. Probability of Hostile Intent: 0%. Probability of Curiosity: 84%.
In the shadowed upper level of the Guild Hall, behind a wooden railing, a lone figure watched him.
A woman, tall and slender, clad in black leather and dark gray cloak, her face partially hidden beneath a hood. But even from this distance, Sion could feel it—the practiced stillness, the calm, precise gaze… a predator among predators.
Nyx's eyes flicked upward too, sensing the gaze.
"Someone important… or dangerous… maybe both."
Lilith's whisper brushed his mind.
"Too disciplined for a common adventurer. Likely an assassin, spy, or guild enforcer."
The woman didn't move, didn't speak—just observed. Her piercing, silver-gray eyes locked onto Sion like a hunter studying unfamiliar prey.
And then, faintly, a smile tugged at the corner of her lips. Amused. Intrigued.
Sion grinned back, just as dangerous, just as curious.
The receptionist cleared her throat again, pulling his attention away.
"Mr. Demonheart…? You done with the forms?"
Sion handed the paper over casually, but his mind remained fixed on the hidden woman.
The hunt hadn't begun yet… but the game was already in motion.
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Here's how the hidden figure takes interest in Sion:
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The receptionist, after her momentary hesitation, resumed her duties.
"Fill these forms, basic identification and skill declaration. Standard procedure."
Sion lazily scanned the forms, but his true attention drifted beyond—his system had already flagged it.
[SYSTEM ALERT: Observation Detected]
Source: Concealed Individual — Upper Level Balcony, Guild Member Tag Identified.