At one of the secluded corners of the city where only open fields for agricultural land and mills for harvesting the produce were situated, a mage donned in black robes walked at a steady pace.
[You better have it ready. Or I'm killing you all instead.] spoke Loki in his mind.
Winds howled as the midnight darkness had encapsulated this entire area. Only the tall crops and bushes were noticeable if one looked closely.
Loki was walking on a paved soil road leisurely.
But at this very moment, there were 20 assassins and archers tailing him from just a kilometer away to stay undetected by the peak grandmaster mage.
If not for the fellow subordinates given to him by Kahn, he would've failed to detect these people and mistakenly lead them to their mansion.
