Chapter 112: The plan b.
Lee had never been more annoyed with himself in all of his lives. He would’ve loved to blame the Prophet’s failed seal or the Ashland’s toxins that polluted his consciousness, but after the encounter with the mushroom elemental lord, his mind was sharper than ever.
At least he thought so. This carelessness, though, had no excuse.
Now he was only left with the option than to go down while taking along the albino bitch. The office was next to the Artisan quarter where her residence was, and after his return from Verdaria Lee made sure the group was still there. He planned to bring few of the useless items, hide in their place, and then start the rumor they had robbed the God, but now had to change the plans.
But when Lee stepped on the surface, he realized he had made another oopsie. While running away from the guards through the underground tunnels, apparently he had lost the items from the new bag and now it dangled empty on his shoulder.
If he had the strength, Lee would’ve cursed again, but he threw the bag inside his waterskin and increased his speed. Behind him, in the distance, he already saw a furious caretaker rushing over the roofs, and it was clear he was basically done for.
He had one last burst in him, though. He didn’t have a wind spark, but from the speed he ran at his eyes began to water. He knew the way well – he had scouted the area where Victoria lived multiple times.
While he wasn’t scared of dying, the caretaker who had almost caught up to him, was terrifying. The guy didn’t shout, or call for help. He jumped from roof to roof without making a sound as if he was a shadow.
"Guys! I did it!" Lee confessed in a happy and cheery voice around ten yards from Victoria’s house, but his cheers immediately died down after he was hit in the back and crushed inside through the window.
Lee’s vision swam, but it was highly likely the bitch was also done. Even if she talked her way out of the situation, which was unlikely since they were from the same race, then surely the caretakers would find the remains of the people she killed either in her house or in the back yard.