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The journey to Sylas’s home took longer than expected, as neither Zach nor Cain could remember the address. However, even in their drunken state, they knew more or less how to get there. The trio made their way slowly towards Sylas’s apartment, Malak sharing his time between half-carrying the two humans and eliciting the next change in direction.
Eventually, they arrived at Sylas’s building. Zach pointed at an illuminated window.
“That’s his apartment. And he’s at home.”
Zach’s hand was waving all over the place. Malak needed clearer directions.
“Which one?”
“Second floor, second from the right.”
Cain realised that they were moving away from Sylas’s home as Malak steered the two drunks into a nearby garden.
“Where are you taking us, Malak?”
“We need a plan.”
This seemed perfec
