She shakes her head, but there's no argument in her voice. Her gaze shifts to the clearing, her expression hardening. "So, the Rion clan does still have an elite warrior."
The man sheathes his dagger, his lips curling into a grim smile. "Seems that way. And judging by what I'm seeing here, they're not just any elite warrior—they're dangerous. We need to report this immediately."
The woman nods, her gaze lingering on the scene for a moment longer. "If the Rion clan is regaining its strength, this changes everything. The people we work for won't like this."
The man turns, his movements precise and deliberate. "Let them worry about that. Our job is just to deliver the news."
The next morning…