"Ah, I see what you mean," Halcan nodded, catching on. He'd had similar requests before—force an opponent into a duel, and if they tried to back out or call for help, the entire mercenary band would be there to prevent it. Whether the target won or lost, the goal was to tarnish their reputation and expose their weakness.
"That's our specialty. Leave it to us."
"Good. I'll count on you, then."
"'Count on you'—that's a title I haven't heard in a while. I'll be sure to make extra effort," Halcan replied, his smile turning sinister. Besides the money, he found this type of job personally satisfying.
After hiring the Blood Wolves, Dani moved quickly. A letter had already arrived announcing Sylas's return, so determining his route was easy.
"Luck is on my side," Dani thought. His father had graciously agreed to let him skip the welcome celebration for Sylas.
Father, may I take a ride around the estate? I feel a bit restless.