Kaelen POV
I left the office and headed for the armory. I selected two daggers. A short sword and a blowgun with poisoned darts.
This wasn't about fair fighting. This was about gathering information and staying alive.
Silas met me at the gate exactly on time. He was dressed in black. Had his own weapons and looked more serious than I'd seen him in months.
"Ready?" I asked.
"Ready." He checked his sword. "Let's go catch some bad guys."
We moved into the forest. Silent as shadows, two brothers hunting the same prey.
The mill came into view just before midnight. Old stone structure with a broken wheel, windows that were dark and empty.
But not abandoned. I could smell wolves, at least three. Maybe more inside.
"There," Silas whispered as he pointed at movement near the entrance.
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