Time went by quietly, the moon was hidden behind the clouds while a sliver of light brightened the eastern horizon very slightly.
It was the time when people were deep in sleep. The bustling Fire Country's Imperial Capital was returned to silence at that moment. Only those candle flames that had not yet extinguished threw out their flickering light.
At that moment of lonely silence, a team of men were all dressed in black, quietly appearing behind the back wall of the Immortals' Loft. They nimbly leapt over the wall, and infiltrated to the inside of the inn.
The waiter manning the place for the night was sitting in the backyard of the inn and he looked tired and sleepy. His half opened eyes were sleep filled and had no life in them. His head drooped like he was asleep. A gust of chill breeze blew past him and he was shocked awake. Against the faintly lightening sky, he suddenly saw a group of dark robed men leaping into the yard!
