In the dead of night, when everyone else had long fallen asleep, a man carrying a large bag hurried through the streets, constantly glancing around to make sure no one saw him. His every movement screamed suspicion, and anyone watching would assume he was up to no good.

A single thought flashed through the mind of the mage observing this scene: a midnight escape.

“No one was really close to Max,” the mage offering information said. “He always bragged about how he didn’t belong in a place like this. Kept saying that one day, he’d leave this dump and become …