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╰┈➤ ❝ [𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙄'𝙢 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮] ❞
Different kinds of people had boarded the skiff, some from the enemy lines that are meant to spy on the Ravkans and whisper in their leader's ears of their enemy's futile attempt to ease the shadow fold, most are Grishas supporting their Darkling of his intent to show the world the power they hold as an army, three are criminals just trying to hitch a ride to go back to where they have started, and one - a rogue tracker hiding from the eyes of the man that wants him dead.
"Good news? It's just as terrifying as I remember." Jesper mumbled from beside his two companions.
"Except this time we're going in completely exposed." Inej answered back, her eyes scanning the crowd for any malicious intent.
The sound of Volcra growling and the sudden gush of wind had halted all conversations from going on. As all of the people boarded in the skiff looked either frightened, doomed, or for some exhilarated to enter the Fold.
"If I'm meant to die today, and either of you two survive, make sure I have an open casket." Jesper insisted.
"No one's dying today." Kaz said to Jesper and clenched his jaw from anticipation.
