An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

As night fell, Warrick sat motionless in his room as he tried to calm his mind through meditation. He had always been able to clear his mind with ease. But tonight, no matter how hard he tried, focus eluded him. A restless unease settled over him and refused to let him relax.

Nearly two hours passed before Mulder’s scouts finally returned. This time, they brought good news.

The smuggling route they had scouted was completely safe, with no signs of an ambush. The West Lucozia army had yet to discover this potential escape route.

Once everything was confirmed, Mulder let out a breath of relief. Warrick, too, finally felt the weight lift from his chest.

“Since the route is safe, we should set out immediately to avoid any unexpected complications.” Warrick said.

He had no intention of waiting any longer. He was a wanted man, and every moment in West Lucozia increased his chances of capture.

There was no telling when the army might surround him. Only by escaping to Thaloria would he be truly safe.

“Pack up. We’re leaving now.” Mulder wasted no time.

After a quick disguise, the group set out.

The countryside was quiet, and their plain van blended in as it rumbled down the road. After about an hour, they reached a fork where the road ended.

“There’s a narrow path ahead. The van can’t go any further we’ll have to walk from here.”

along the narrow path and reached the smuggling dock in less than half

a dozen fishing boats. At first glance, it looked like nothing more than a temporary mooring

already gone home. Out on the water, the boats drifted in the dark-except for one, where a dim

the smuggling route you were talking about?” Warrick frowned the moment he saw the

be fine for a short trip in calm waters, but even

take several days at sea. If they ran into rough weather, a boat this size wouldn’t stand a chance-it would

He couldn’t figure out whether Mulder was a fool or if he had no

down, Sir Prescott.” Mulder said evenly, “Of course, I know these fishing boats can’t handle

on them

plan?” Warrick’s

out, the Hall of Gods has a luxury ship waiting -that’s the real vessel we’ll be traveling on.

it is. You nearly had me thinking you’d lost

breath of relief, chiding himself of course, Mulder

have pulled a stunt

ordinary appearance made it the perfect cover. A larger vessel would only attract attention

Prescott, I just checked the area, and there’s no ambush. It’s

Warrick forward. Under the cover of night, the group moved cautiously toward a dimly lit

can set sail now, “Mulder said as he leaped

react. He looked as though he

kicked the