Chapter 36: Stake Some Goods 2 Target
Axel bent swiftly down another corner in an attempt to lose his pursuer or catch them off guard. His heartbeat quickened, the adrenaline in his veins keeping his senses heightened. Every shadow could be an enemy.
He couldn't head to sell his weapons without figuring out who was following him or knowing their motive—whether it was mere curiosity, hostility, or something far worse.
Finally, he came upon an empty alley. No one in sight. It was perfect. Axel darted behind a rusted trash can, crouching low, his eyes narrowing as he scanned the alley entrance. The dim streetlights flickered ominously in the distance.
'Now, from this angle, I should be able to see who's following me. I still have time to get to the auction house if I wait an hour,' Axel assured himself, opening his hand and summoning his dagger. Its cold, sleek handle felt reassuring in his grip.