Echoes of Revolution
Slipping the dagger from your boot, you follow the soldiers at a cautious distance, ensuring every step is noiseless. You bide your time, waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike without causing a commotion.You grab a weathered roof slate and launch it toward a stack of wooden planks below. The sudden thud and scattering debris draw the patrol’s eyes away from your perch.You descend into a nearby alley, relying on the obscurity of the dimly lit surroundings to avoid detection. Every motion is deliberate, as even the faintest noise could alert the patrol to your presence.With adrenaline coursing through you, you race across the rooftops, your feet barely touching the tiles. The guards shout in confusion, their lanterns casting chaotic beams of light as they struggle to keep up from the ground.