There was nothing more half-witted you could do in the Wilds than light a fire. It was a beacon to every vile creature in the area. In a place where even birds stayed silent, the last thing you wanted to do was become an easy target. I was relieved that nothing had beaten me to the opportunity to end his life. The pleasure would be all mine. As he poked at the fire, I eased my hand into a pocket and withdrew one of the darts I had prepared for this exact situation. Placing it into the blow tube, I rose just enough to aim properly and launched the dart into his neck with a sharp puff of air. He hardly had time to swipe at the sting in his neck before he slumped to the ground beside the boulder. The sedative did its job quickly, but it would also process through his system at a rapid rate. I
