The night was ablaze with chaos as Shinon infiltrated Drake's Bandit camp. The flickering flames cast eerie shadows across the scene, illuminating the devastation that Shinon had already wrought upon the unsuspecting bandits.
Bodies lay strewn across the ground, lifeless and motionless. The crackling of flames and the distant sounds of struggle echoed through the air, creating an atmosphere of impending danger.
Shinon moved with calculated precision, his sword held firmly in his grasp. His shadowmancy abilities swirled around him like ethereal tendrils, ready to strike at his command.
His eyes scanned the camp, searching for his target, the treacherous Drake. He was the only one who could have any information about Selena's whereabouts. If not, he could always torture him and force him to contact the rest of his buddies and deal with them.
