“Azuloas, Azuloas,” someone shouted outside his apartment’s door. Azuloas blinked when he opened the door and spotted Bednar and Lodoiska in front of his door; Lodoiska in her running and training gear.
“Bednar, Lodoiska. What’s wrong?” Azuloas asked them.
“Launce’s left,” Lodoiska told him.
“Clarice told us, he left a note,” Bednar told him. “And the Paslėpta liepsna has put me in charge of the retrieval mission. I have an hour to collect as many from the Kareivis Unit as I can.”
“What!” Azuloas screaming before darting back into his apartment and changing into his Kareivis uniform; making sure all his bracelets were on his wrists; he didn’t want to be the one who had to tell Julia that her son had bolted.
“So, you’re coming?” Lodoiska asked him.
Azuloas just looked at her, be
