“See? Right there! I told you!”
The imp hopped up and down, pointing at a spot on the ground next to a tree. Banagan moved through the woods and came to stand next to Voltuk. Kneeling down, the warlock picked up a few pine needles and looked at them closely through his mask. Letting out a sigh, he let go of the needles and let them drop to the ground.
“You are certain?” Banagan asked as he slowly stood up and looked through the trees. In the distance, he saw a familiar house.
“Yes,” Voltuk said. “He was right here. Watched him like you said.”
“He must have been watching the whole thing.”
“Who are you?” a voice asked.
Banagan turned to see another figure step out of the shadows. His dark leathers blended in...