Finnegan

“The rogues were a fucking joke.” Logan’s voice rumbles through my mind as we run through the forest to get to Missy. “What were they even thinking?”

Luckily, we could establish the position of where they should be thanks to Corvina calculating the radius of the erected protection shields. After we found the right direction, all we had to do was follow her scent.

It was feeble, and we were risking being lured in the wrong direction, but it was a risk we had to take. ...