The night fell and a sickle of a moon hung on the dark starry sky, visible from the window of the tavern room, amidst the occasional passing clouds. The cold wind blew and smashed his face, as Kadyn gazed at the flickering lights on the city walls from time to time.
"Don't kill him immediately," Kadyn said with a nonchalant expression. "Get as much information as you can about the capital and its forces. Don't leave any clue behind or it would be troublesome. We are just minions in the eyes of these powerful houses. Need to think twice before we take a step forward. I wouldn't have thought about killing him, if he didn't touch my nerves. He could become an eyesore in the near future if we let him live this time."
A shadow standing behind him nodded and then scattered abruptly, vanishing into thin air.
