Minho wiped the sweat from his brow as he traversed the narrow, rocky path along the mountain's edge, his steps steady but laced with anticipation.
He glanced over his shoulder at Baekho, his tiger companion, who effortlessly descended the steep slope with feline grace.
"I wonder if Kiera's in her house right now," Minho muttered aloud, his voice barely cutting through the gusts of wind.
It had been over a week since he decided to head back to the Capital, where he last stopped over to replenish his supplies.
His gaze lingered on Baekho.
"Say, Baekho, do you think we could take him on now? If we worked together, you and I... do you think we could finally beat Ardiel?" He mused as he looked at Baekho.
"Ngur" Baekho let out a deep rumble, almost a growl, but nodded in silent agreement, his gleaming eyes betraying a hint of confidence.
Minho's lips curved into a mischievous grin.
