A cold shiver passed up Landen’s spine as he looked around for his scouts.
“Where the hell are the scouts? They should have sprung from the forest and captured him.”
Combined with the look on Jay’s face it slowly caused a string of fear to grip his heart.
Jay smiled slyly while something was coming along the forest path.
“Oh fuck… no…” he saw his six scouts all bound by a chain, their eyes covered.
Thoughts ran through his mind: How were they discovered? How were they caught? Normally when someone looks at the scouts, they should have just looked like bushes.
Jay had Sweeper remove their eye and mouth bindings.
The six men didn’t have any hope in their eyes as they looked up at Landen, their eyes full of sorrow and fear, but what was more unsettling was that none of them were yelling anything - despite their mouths being free, they were not calling for help or speaking. Not a single word.