The cold morning fog hit Greg's face as they rode out from the border wall. Did he have to bring the child all the way out here? Some part of him felt bothered and it annoyed him to no end. He had a mission and distracting him… No, I must focus on my mission. Greg pulled his hood up high as his hair was getting wet from the thick fog.
The group had been hand selected for this mission. Fortunately, for Asa and Non who had made their pleas earlier, it included the two of them. They thanked the spirits deep in their hearts. Being able to have a clean service record was a matter of pride to the shadows. It would affect their standing in the organization and what jobs they were picked for.
