As Michael's gaze remained fixed on the bustling activity around the beast tamers' compound, Gaya's intuition prickled with unease.
"Keep an eye out for that assassin," she warned, her voice tinged with caution.
"He's a slippery one, could be anyone, even the tavern keeper we just dealt with."
Michael, however, was undeterred, his focus razor-sharp on the task ahead.
"Let's not get distracted by shadows. The mission's what matters," he replied, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth.
Gaya couldn't help but notice Michael's exhilaration. "You're getting a kick out of this, aren't you?" she teased, shaking her head.
Admitting to his excitement, Michael responded with a genuine smile. "Yeah, I am." His attention then shifted as he retrieved a handful of spyders from his system storage.
"With these planted inside their lair, we'll have the intel we need to strategize effectively."
