Dane POV

The thick fog proved to be Dane’s best friend because the line of Crimsontail guards would spot his forces immediately without nature’s camouflage.

Somewhere in the fog, Dirge thought to his brothers, “This herbal mix makes me smell like a forest.”

“It and the fog are the only things standing between you and that guard inches away from you,” Jiro replied in their brotherly mind-link. “Besides, Lilia made it for ...