As dawn broke, Kael stood on the ridge with a view of the camp. The fury that was building inside of him stood in sharp contrast to the gentle orange glow of the sunrise. The feeling of betrayal gnawed at the boundaries of his resolve like a ghost. Someone in the Syndicate had to be the mole if they were aware of their plans beforehand.
Elara joined him, looking worn out but resolute. Without introducing herself, she stated, "I traced the communications from last night." "Whoever gave the Syndicate the tip is doing a good job of hiding their identity."
Kael's fists clenched. "Elara, we don't have time to waste. We might not live if the traitor takes action once more.
She gave a nod. "We require a strategy. And we must move quickly.
Placing the Trap
Tension permeated the air as the team gathered in the main tent. Kael looked at everyone, examining their expressions for any sign of remorse. Around the table sat Lyra, Zara, Coren, Elara, and a few others, their faces displaying everythin
