"I just found out she has a sheepskin cloak," Timothee muttered quickly.
Timothee paused, pondering what his reaction should be. He didn't want to disappoint his new friend, but at the same time, he wasn't sure if it was right to manipulate others like that.
"Honestly, it's kind of strange. Prily is a good kid. It's not like her to sneak around and hurt us," I voiced uncertainly.
Yet, deep down, I knew it was improbable for someone as kind as Prily to harbor any ill intentions towards us.
What could her motive possibly be?
"So, what’s our next move, Lycan?" the Guard asked urgently.
Timothee sighed, pacing back and forth in the cramped room, pondering the right response.
"This isn’t an easy decision," Timothee finally said. "If we do nothing, I'm certain Silver Armor will crumble wi
