Heading towards a vast mansion ahead.
Traversing through streets and alleys, the two arrived at the several-meters-high front gate of the manor.
Gasper did not hesitate, knocking on the heavy door.
Knock knock~
The moment the sound rang out, Gasper and Balin's eyes vigilantly scanned their surroundings.
Confirming there was nothing unusual on the quiet street, Gasper slightly relaxed.
However.
Minutes after the knocking.
Gasper heard no sound from behind the heavy door.
Gasper's brows furrowed instantly, raising his right hand again to knock on the door.
This time.
Because Gasper's right hand was clenched into a fist, the knocking sounded more like hammering, with little difference.
Consequently.
In this silent night, it seemed particularly harsh.
Standing not far away, on lookout, Balin looked back in surprise.
A moment after Gasper's pounding,
Footsteps sounded from behind the heavy door.
