Chapter 23: Undercover job
The warehouse district in the Undercity was a place Jensen was unfamiliar with. Never having been there before, he was rather overwhelmed when, upon exiting the cavernous tunnel, he was greeted by the pillars that seemingly held the world. The vacuous cavern was a forest of thick large buildings that went from ground to ceiling.
A fence surrounded the compound, stretching along the wall of the cavern almost endless towards the north and south from where he stood. The smell of sea water just reminded Jensen this was exactly underneath the docks of New Kent, where the ceiling curved itself down to the water, letting seafaring travelers, such as mermaids, ship cargo in and out.
“This is the place,” Jensen thought as he stepped up forth to the checkpoint. Unlike the docks of Firlandis, this area was far more industrialized and the security was tighter than Jensen had expected, almost like entering a wealthy private property. With thick concrete booths

Chapter 22: “I’m back here.”
It was early morning in the Undercity, even if it was near impossible to tell given the cavernous city that encased the city. It showed in the mood of people. The streets were cluttered with individuals walking about to their daily jobs, most making no effort to hide the displeasure of getting forced off bed after a fun Sunday.
Their dour attitude was perhaps the best thing they needed. Should anyone pick up on the odd person walking in and out of the alleys, sidelined by two hooded figures, things would’ve turned much more troublesome, easily. No one looked up at their faces nor down at the middle individual’s misshapen arm under the coat.
“We’re almost there,” Camilla whispered, giving themselves some air as they passed by. Despite claiming to be a disguise artist, she opted to wear the hood and the cloak just so Forest wouldn’t stand out as much on her own.
“Are you sure about this?” Fores