The female mercenary seemed to have misunderstood something.
Raven no longer asked Tristana for her opinion, and her attitude toward Renato had gone from ignoring him to treating him with the utmost respect-a complete reversal.
She seemed to have taken Renato for some important figure in the Nightwind Family.
Renato understood what she was getting at. The Iron Price mercenaries seemed to want closer ties with the Nightwind Family.
For now, however, he had no intention of clearing up these misunderstandings. Renato had never made any verbal promises, after all. Everything the female mercenary wanted was merely wishful thinking on her part and had nothing to do with him.
The Mud Swamp mercenary company had expanded the fastest, and judging by its actions and the rumors surrounding it, it was also the most suspicious.
He could use the conflicts between these Gray Zone mercenaries to rule out the prime suspect first and advance his mission.
Tristana seemed to have noticed Raven's misunderstanding too. The young cleric followed quietly behind Renato, offering no further comments and looking ready to follow his lead in everything.
Clearly, she too had decided to use these Iron Price mercenaries as cannon fodder to fulfill the oracle.
The convoy slowly began moving, heading deeper into the Gray Zone.
The farther they pushed toward its center, the more dilapidated the surrounding buildings became.
The air reeked of excrement and sour mildew. More and more bizarre creatures appeared as well: half-drow with extra limbs, humanoids with scales covering their skin...
Riding his Subterranean Lizard, Renato was able to avoid the filth on the ground. He even saw a group of scar-covered orcs crouching behind a fallen stone pillar, watching the convoy with clouded eyes.
But after seeing the Iron Price mercenaries' three carts and several dozen armed fighters,