Back to the knights' residence, those who were wounded remained there. The captains and Bryant headed to the forest to track the attackers. They found the traces until reaching a village and stopped.
"The snow and heavy wind had washed away the tracks," Raphael stated, he dismounted and checked the trees to see if there was any mark on them.
Eliot could sense Rave's blood aroma. He pulled the lariat approached the pine tree.
"Rave followed them," he pointed to the badge and the blood that colored it. The tree was at the beginning of a dirt road.
"So that rat is still alive." Winston neared him.
"Hurry up, he is wounded."
Natasha drove to the road and Bryant moved after her. The devil who aimed Wilmore's life was close, very close.
