The Miami skyline sparkled like a jewel against the dark canvas of the night sky. Neon lights danced and flickered, casting vibrant shades of pink, blue, and gold onto the towering skyscrapers that stretched towards the skies.
The streets below were alive with the hustle and bustle of nightlife, full of life with the laughter, music, and the occasional roar of a passing sports car.
But far away from the noise and chaos of the city, Adrian's villa was shrouded in silence as the inhabitants were sound asleep after a long and tiring session of plotting ways to deal with the Misty Swords.
Adrian's plan of exposing the guild had worked hilariously well. He knew the guild probably still suspected him, but as long as he kept his act, none of them could prove anything, let alone do anything about it.
