Those Who Cannot Command Themselves Must Be Commanded by Others

Thud... Thud... Thud... As the clock tower's chimes echoed overhead, pigeons rose and fell through the dawn light at the horizon. The hazy streets were lit by dim yellow light. Many people had already begun their new day, and a strange pair walked down the road without drawing the slightest attention. "Boss, what exactly did you mean when you said you were taking me to the Hall of Heroes to meet some old friends?