Isaac breathed more easily once he parked his car in the backyard of the old cabin. He leaned on the steering wheel, finding a small comfort that he still had what it took to be a good fighter.
Honestly, he had to admit that it took him a hard time to beat that new soldier. There was a point that he feared that he might lose to him. Luckily, he was more experienced, or he might have been captured and tortured by those three if he did not get away.
"What took you so long?" Elisia shouted at him as he finally entered the house. She and her friend sat on the kitchen table with their noses buried in some papers spread on the wooden surface.
It took him a long time to arrive at this place, but he had an excuse. He was making sure those men, whatever they were, had not followed him. The last thing he needed was for the King's men to know where Adam was once they found him.
