All they knew was that an old lady had been in the room one moment and had vanished the next. How were they supposed to deal with a situation like that?
Thinking about it, it was actually quite fascinating: so many Illusion Hunters, so many of their clients, yet they managed to keep the existence of Nests and Illusions so tightly under wraps, not letting a single whisper reach the wider world.
Countless ordinary people bustled through their daily lives, struggling to survive, completely unaware that a world straight out of a dark fantasy existed just beyond their perception.
"I get it, I get it. Mrs. Smith, right? You can go home. This was all a misunderstanding. No one was trying to steal from you."
