Aiden cursed under his breath. Time was running out, and doubling back would only increase the risk of being caught. Breaking through was dangerous, but it was their only viable option.
"We go through them," he decided. "Myne, thin their numbers. Everyone else, protect Joran's family. No mistakes."
Myne's lips curled into a feral grin. "Gladly."
She melted into the shadows, her presence vanishing completely. Moments later, muffled cries echoed from the direction of the patrol, followed by the unmistakable sound of bodies hitting the ground. When Myne reappeared, her daggers glistened with blood.
"They're distracted," she said. "But not for long. Move."
