"Dong, dong, dong..."
The massive steam-powered clock tower in the distance tolled dully. Angel silently counted until the seventeenth strike, when the Church of Steam's hourly chime finally stopped.
It was five o'clock on Friday afternoon, Trier time. Taking the time difference between the two places into account, in about another hour, it would have been exactly three days since she had traveled from the Mountain Top Cave near Bansy Harbor to the Underground Catacombs.
She had packed up all her belongings, including every Mystical Item, weapon, and round of ammunition she carried. She had changed back into the clothes she had worn when arriving in Trier three days ago. She did not intend to take the temporary clothes she had bought in Trier with her, but to avoid being tracked, she still threw them into a garbage heap.
After using Black Flame to "clean up" the hotel suite, Angel took the Faceless characteristic, disguised herself as Laura, a female university student, and left the hotel.
Taking a hired carriage, she headed against the flow of people returning home from work toward Purgatory Square in the center of the Observatory District, all while watching for anyone following behind her.
Luckily, her disguises over the past two days had been convincing. By switching between the Madness Ring and the Faceless characteristic's disguise methods, she had wandered through the Observatory District without mishap, staying at different hotels, and had yet to be discovered again by those pursuers.
In another hour, I'll be back at Bansy Harbor. Trierians can't possibly cross thousands of miles to hunt me down Above the Five Seas, can they?
Thinking happily, she got out of the carriage and entered the ancient stone-pillared building within Purgatory Square. She descended the stone steps, passed through corridors lit by dim gas