"Let's go."
At Rhett's words, they both jumped down from the tree. Malakai kicked off from the branches to slow his fall before landing in a silent roll, Rhett already by his side.
"As planned, I'll do all the talking, alright? You just follow my every move."
Malakai nodded without a word. In order for this to work, he had to play the perfect role of a local Rhett picked up from the streets of Kaer Thorn District.
Which meant his appearance wasn't the only thing that needed to look the part.
At his nod, Rhett couldn't help but smile. They began moving toward the cottage.
They were about 500 meters away from the cottage, barely any buildings in sight, the glowing forest surrounding them.
Their Blood Knight base, as Malakai had confirmed, was located deep, deep in the outskirts of the Kaer Thorn District.
And luckily, the gambling den was located right on the outskirts as well, with only a few buildings around.
