**Chapter Forty-One: Tracked** The escort team's frantic transmission crackled through the war room's speakers, static punctuating the urgent voice reporting from somewhere along the road between the estate and Thorne's territory. "—multiple hostiles, moving fast, they're not shifting or attacking directly, just following at a distance—" "What are they?" Damon demanded, gripping the edge of the table as the report continued. "Can't tell for certain, sir, they're keeping to the tree line, but based on the movement pattern, might be similar to what approached the estate earlier tonight—" "The controlled figures," Isla said grimly. "He's using them for reconnaissance now, tracking our movements even after retreating from the direct confrontation." "Elias and Thorne's party need to change route immediately," Damon said, already reaching for the communication device. "If those figures are reporting back to Corvin, staying on a predictable path just makes them easier to interc
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