"We should leave at midnight, we're still trying to shake off the serpents," Rav said amidst the loud cheers because of the two performers grabbing the attention of the entire place.
"One of his goons could be here," his eyes sweep the place suspiciously.
This was an outlaw land, any danger could emerge but at the same time, it was the best place to hide temporarily because of how overlocked things were here.
It wasn't like your usual town where crimes were banned but here? It was welcomed—every person in this Isle was the Realm's most wanted.
Kraven was drowning in his fourth cup of ale and not paying any heed to Rav's words. He was left disturbed by the voices barking in his head—just his inner thoughts frustrating him to no end.
It was louder than ever after having a wound to his head.
