Liam took a deep breath as he stood in front of the run-down guild. At first glance, it looked like any other failing establishment—cracked walls, a flickering sign barely hanging onto the building, and the distinct smell of old wood and spilled liquor.
But Liam had seen enough to know when something was just a front. His system had already confirmed that this place wasn't as simple as it appeared.
"This place stinks. It is irritating my sensitive nose."
Asger muttered, scrunching his nose. His sharp half-dragon senses were picking up something foul, and Liam couldn't blame him.
"Yeah, I can tell. But it's not the building that stinks—it's the people inside. However, we are here for a purpose,"
Liam replied, his system flashing warnings about hidden magical barriers, protective enchantments, and deception spells meant to fool ordinary humans.
