“This is it, Echo. Are you sure you’re ready?”
I take a deep breath as I pull my cloak a little tighter around me. It’s the same long, green cape I’ve been wearing to training, with a few modifications; now that I’m walking around the town in broad daylight, I need it to disguise the fighter’s clothes—and weapons—beneath it a little better.
“Ready as I’ll ever be,” I mutter as I lift my fist to knock on Lyons’ door.
I’ve never been to his place before. He calls it a castle, though it’s really not all that big. Still, it’s clearly the nicest building in the HQ, made for the most powerful man in the HQ.
A maid answers the door—a pretty, young woman who I instantly feel myself worry about, given whose house she lives in. Her eyes widen when she sees the strange gaggle of people standing i
