Wilma sighed. Mara and Karandiel clinging to Ackster like a trio of magnets influenced her final decision.
"Fine."
Wilma didn't say anything else and just huffed. She was reluctant, but she had agreed. She was coming with them to the capital's outskirts, where the prison was.
They had to be careful since the defense around the capital was much greater than in the sticks, but Ackster's group was fast, even when taking it slow. In less than a day, they were already in the area.
"Everyone remembers the plan?"
"What plan?"
Ackster ignored Wilma and looked at the others, who all nodded.
Mio supplied everyone with hair dye and face gel. After a few minutes, no one looked the same as before. Although not everyone was going in, it wouldn't hurt if they were all disguised, just in case.
