307 Facing A Hunter

As they approached the two figures in the distance, Arran looked at their targets with an increasing feeling of unease. Even if the two men looked no different from the ones they had faced, he had a bad feeling about these two.

Both were dressed as recruits, with cloth veils wrapped around their faces to obscure their identity. Yet while there was nothing outwardly unusual about the two, to Arran's eyes, was something about them that didn't seem right.

Or rather, about one of the two. Because while one was no different from the other recruits Arran had seen, the other moved in a way that caught his eye. There was something unusual about the man — something he didn't like.

But then, he suddenly saw it.

"Stop!" he said, putting his hand on Negin's shoulder to hold her back. "That's no recruit!"