"Suzanna, you’re saying that if there is an obsidian mage or a spirit mage, we are bound to lose?"
"No, that isn’t what I mean. We do have two magisters, and I'm with you as well, so they won’t have much of an upper hand but… I just want you to make a good decision. I don’t want to see anyone hurt or killed."
"Remember when the orcs attacked us yesterday?" Anfey asked.
"Yes, why?"
"There was one orc that had a battlecry, and signaled us. You know what I’m talking about?"
"No," Riska said. "Be more specific, Anfey, why does that matter?"
"You’re saying…someone’s watching us?" Suzanna asked, suddenly remembering her conversation with Anfey.
"Of course. Or else it wouldn’t make sense." Anfey stopped for a second before continuing. "Did you see that leader? He didn’t look like an orc."
"It’s not just that he didn’t look like an orc," Suzanna said. "He wasn’t an orc. I don’t know how it was possible for him to command so many orcs, though."
