The Reformation (3)

“I will heed to your order, My Lord.” Amel saluted her military style. It was so sudden, Shadow had no time to question him.

“I wish to locate him later by tomorrow morning.” This time it was Conan’s responsibility.

“Yes, My Lord. Some of my trusted people had already sniffed his trace near the werewolf border, My Lord. We will give a further report tomorrow.”

Shadow stepped outside the hall, walked towards the soldiers that were still standing under the hot sun. “I want to know their legitimate location. Ask Amel’s people to speed things up.”