Mizena sighed, taking a sip of water from her hip flask. With the sun high, she’d rather be resting in the shade, watching people pass by, instead of actively searching for them in the sweating crowds that filled Kaighal’s streets. Yet there was no coin in the shade, because she couldn’t count on her quarries strolling by. Besides, she’d have to get up to follow them anyway. At the same time, aimlessly roaming the streets wasn’t much better. It seemed that the two people the archmage was after had left the city, and Mizena wasn’t fool enough to search for them in the wilderness, even if she knew the direction they’d set out. And if she wanted to know when they returned, it was enough to watch the Jagged Swordsman.
At the same time, Mizena couldn’t help trusting her instincts. Sure, the od
