Eternal Thief

1365  Tying Up Loose Ends! (1)

Noa stood in the center of the vast underground treasury, her pitch-black eyes cold and calculating. The once-glorious vault, filled with treasures, wealth, and illicit spoils, was now eerily empty.

Not a single spirit coin remained, and not a single hidden compartment was left unchecked. Every last valuable had been stripped away, leaving only cold, barren walls as evidence of their meticulous plundering.

Behind her, Thomas stood in black robes, his head covered in a hood and face hidden behind a mask. Two slender, unconscious figures were slung over his shoulders, and his tall, muscular frame was unbothered by them.

Their ragged breaths and faint groans were the only sounds in the room. Their identities no longer mattered—perhaps they were high-ranking members of the Fiend Assassin Guild, or maybe they were mere unfortunate souls to catch Noa's eyes. Either way, their fates had already been sealed.

Noa gave one last glance at the emptied treasury before turning away. "We're done here," she murmured, her voice devoid of any triumph.