Redsand Canyon Bid my blood to run.

The pale figure Kallik did not speak.

Germanicus addressed the woman. When she spoke, it was to admit that she had lied about her identity when she had been on the border of the mesa. The mercenary regarded her with a cold stare, curious to know what had compelled her to conceal her nature. If he had not been mistaken, she had seemed almost interested to join their numbers. Why do it under a false name?

The Greek did not allow for her lies to sway him. He was in a pleasant mood, and he would leave their meeting place to see his wife. Towhee, Finley Blackthorn, Arsenio did not truly care that she had given him false information. At least, he did not care until Germanicus spoke of her skills as a fighter.

She is a master of fang an espionage, then? What a treat.

The redstone wolf sneered with a breathy laugh.

What would Towhee say to the premise of serving her time in Akashingo. The last she’d been there, Arsenio recalled her leaving quickly. Could she spend a month beneath the pressing eyes of Ramesses? The man had his doubts.