Jungle Hut, Dark Forest Gathering Place.
Mars, as a Second Level Wizard Apprentice, was slowly making his way down the path of the gathering place, chewing on dried fish and taking his steps slowly, trying his best not to attract any attention. His eyes would occasionally dart in one direction, then quickly look away. If one didn't observe closely, it was impossible to tell that there was anything odd about him, and Mars thought the same.
However, Mars still occasionally felt a rush of fear, unable to help but think: "What if I'm discovered? Could I be killed on the spot? That shouldn't happen, right? This is the gathering place, and it's daytime. Surely, other wizards would intervene if it came to that."
But what if the wizards didn't intervene in time?
