Chapter 107
If we fall from here, we’re dead!
If we dropped like this, we’d die instantly! Even though it was an order, the scream surged all the way up my throat—
But we didn’t fall. We landed smoothly on a nearby tree branch.
Eyes wide, gasping for breath, I spotted someone on the branch next to us—clad in black. A raven, hiding in the shadows.
“Don’t move. Just watch,” Kiaros ordered in a low voice.
I clung to him, still catching my breath, blinking wildly. The man next to us let out a bird’s cry.
“Just watch”?
From the context, the bird call must have been a signal among the ravens, probably meaning “Don’t move.”
I blinked, confused. As my eyes wandered, Kiaros whispered,
“Looks like you’re not used to seeing crime scenes, Namia. But normally, people sneaking around don’t walk that slowly. And they sure don’t carry their target out in plain view.”
Ah, field experience.
No book could teach that. And it’s not like I’d had a chance to study it elsewhere.