After the initial chaos Cassian and his team faced, the battlefield grew even more active. Battles now broke out almost every week, and no one knew when the next large monster wave would comeâonly that each one was bigger than the last.
Karmenâs main forces were more than enough to deal with these waves head-on, while the arriving reinforcements mainly focused on hunting down stragglers and preventing any survivors from joining the next attack.
Some soldiers were assigned to track down the summoning circles responsible for calling the monsters, while others ventured deeper into the forest to investigate whether the cult had established a hidden base thereâpossibly the source of these relentless waves.
Cassian received an unexpected summons to the commanderâs tent once again. This time, however, there was an additional figure among the four people he had seen before just from afar, Princess Aria Kiew Karmen of the Karmen Earldom.
The moment Cassian stepped inside, before he could even salute, the princess spoke up."No offense, Commander Naset, but are you certain this is the right person? Heâs only a First Circle warrior. Monsters will tear him apart before he even makes it there..."
Caught off guard, Cassian stayed silent, unsure of the exact purpose of this meeting, though it was clearly centered on sending him somewhere. His gaze flicked to the others. Alix looked... worried. Cassian wasnât sure if it was for himâespecially since she seemed to dislike him for reasons unknownâbut her eyes were fixed on him nonetheless. As for the others, the old mage Orlando was wearing a disturbingly amused smile, one that made Cassianâs skin crawl.
Alongside them, the other two Circle WarriorsâKaila and Janonâremained silent, simply watching Commander Naset.
"Youâre right, Princess Aria," Naset said. "He nearly got turned into human paste a few days ago, but as you can see, heâs still alive. And thereâs no one more suited for infiltrating the cultistsâ army camps..."
Before he could continue, Kailaâwhose anger Cassian hadnât noticed until nowâspoke sharply. "I can do it too... and far better than this child."
Naset nodded in agreement. "True, you could. But youâre too strong, and Iâm certain the cultists already have your name and face at the very top of their âmust-killâ list. Of course..."âhe glanced at Cassianâ"...his name is on it as well."
That revelation drew startled looks from the others. The cultâs assassination list wasnât something just anyone made it onto; those who appeared there were considered dangerous enough to potentially turn the tide of the war. The fact that Cassianâs name was on itâdespite him being only a First Circle warriorâwas shocking.
Alixâs worry deepened at the news, but Naset continued. "Fortunately, they only know him as a red-haired rookie, a low-priority target. That makes him perfect for slipping into the cultist base unnoticed. Thereâs nothing suspicious about him, and plenty like him have been joining the cult lately..."
Just as he finished speaking, a purple-haired woman suddenly appeared inside the tent as if out of nowhere.
"And if sending him alone isnât enough..." Naset said.
The woman stood completely frozen, her body unmoving as though time itself had stopped for her. Cassian recognized her instantlyâhe had seen her the night he cut down that cultist mage and the hundreds of low-level grunts swarming around him.
That night, Naset had gone to deal with other cultists on the far side, and he had brought this woman back with him. She was still wearing the same clothes she had worn then. Cassian didnât know exactly what Naset had done to her afterward, but the terror in her trembling eyes told him enough, even if her body couldnât move.
Naset gestured toward her as he introduced her. "This here is Brigid Cryew, a mid-ranking member of the cultâone of the so-called âAbyssal Hands.â She was a student of the Flesh Mender... who, in turn, was trained by none other than the cultâs most infamous higher-up, the Artistic Butcher."
Cassian and Princess Aria both turned to look at the woman, while the others seemed already aware of Nasetâs plan.
"How is she with you?" the princess asked.
"Things happened on our way here," Naset replied casually. "I captured her then... though I did kill her master." A faint smile tugged at his lips as he added, "So, how about thisâwe send him with her, claiming sheâs made him her slave or something. How does that sound?"
Princess Aria was still taken aback, but after weighing the idea for a moment, she slowly nodded. "It sounds possible... but what about the boy? Does he even want to go there or not?"
Finally, everyoneâs attention shifted back to Cassian, who was still trying to make sense of it all. It took him a moment to collect his thoughts. From what he could gather, they wanted him to infiltrate the cultâs campâmeaning they must have already discovered its location while searching the forest.
To make the infiltration easier, Naset planned to send this cultist woman along with him. The idea only deepened Cassianâs confusion.
"I donât mind going there," Cassian said at last, "but, Commander, couldnât we just infiltrate the cult by sending just that lady over instead?" He pointed at Brigid, who remained frozen in place like a statue.
"Well, I could," Naset replied, "but her cooperation is only skin-deepâand thatâs entirely thanks to the threat I pose to her life. We do have methods to make her loyalty run deeper, but... if we used them, weâd be no better than the cult."
He slipped a red-stoned ring off his finger and held it up. "So, we had to choose a less... cult-like approach. This ring here was crafted by Orlando. I use it to make her follow my every word. I can issue any command, and sheâll obeyâbut thereâs one limitation. Beyond a certain distance, its effect wears off."
Cassian raised a hand to ask something, but Naset cut him off. "I know what youâre about to say," he sighed. "Yes, I could simply order her not to go past that range. The problem is the place I need to send you both is well beyond that limit. Thatâs why I want you to take control of her and go there together."