As the afternoon sun dipped low, its scorching heat and damp air only added to Sin's irritation. The sluggish pace of their journey had already worn thin on her patience. Despite her polite requests to the driver for a quicker pace, he seemed to have his reasons for maintaining their current speed.

Yet, as a seasoned guard, Sin had honed her ability to stretch her patience during such trying times. She saw these moments as opportunities to conserve her energy and resources, a skill that had proven invaluable in her line of work.

She was the first to step down from the wagon, her gaze sweeping the surroundings. Despite her dissatisfaction with the service, she maintained her composure and spoke politely, "Thank you for your assistance and letting us know of your wereabouts. We'll reach out if we require your services again."

After a slight bow to the driver, Sin shifted her gaze on the towering structure housing the mayor’s office. She hoped fervently that he was still there; otherwise, waiting furthermore to gain his audience would surely test her patience once more.

She would cast a glance at the others as she waited for them to disembark.