Night arrived, and under the canopy of darkness, some strange movements were afoot.
A caravan of goods trailed in the shaded world, with the ones responsible for them—the drivers of their respective carriages, and the watchers of the goods—performing their duties with absolute precision.
Their task was simple and straightforward, yet also enough to cause crippling anxiety.
A simple transportation of goods from one position to another; something the KariBlanc Group had engaged in numerous times.
They already had their specialized routes, and their transportation network was flawless.
At least, that was what they thought until goods started going missing and they found themselves unable to communicate with their couriers.
This downward spiral continued on until they stopped transportation altogether.
However, the current couriers had no fear that anything of that sort could happen to them now.