Kiel
Kiel
I had a set of warriors in the air shaft following the intruder’s path. I led two others and took a route outside, narrowing down the exits he might take, hoping to cut him off. The directions coming through the comm had us heading in the direction of the fighting pit and I had to hope we’d get there before he blended in. The space held over a hundred warriors. It would be easy for him to get lost in the crowd. It wasn’t just my Hunter senses that were guiding me. No. That was enough for the governor to request me personally and be able to find the intruder easily enough. I was also guided by my mark. For some reason, each step I took closer to the fights, my mark pulsed and became hotter. It was not something I could ignore.
Why the f**k was my mark drawing me? There were no
