"Alright, here's the plan," Tyler began, leaning back in his chair, his expression sharp with focus. "Roel has Artifact. It is kind of an alert system that triggers whenever I get near him. So, I'll stay outside the village, far enough not to set it off. The problem is, I don't know which direction he'll come from."
Isha, perched comfortably on his lap, toyed with one of her long ears before speaking. "He'll come from the west, from the direction of the town."
"Then I'll position myself farther east," Tyler said, his voice steady. He planted a quick kiss on her lips, earning a soft blush from her.
"I'll stay here," Lily interjected, sitting cross-legged on the floor. "If the drug doesn't work for some reason, I'll handle him myself."
Tyler tapped his fingers on the armrest of the chair, thinking aloud. "Should we slip the drug into his food or drink? That might be risky. He could notice it."
