Chapter 51: Sound Break
’When opposing sides are driven by equally powerful motives, the outcome of a battle is determined by sheer willpower, unwavering determination, a stroke of luck, and flashes of individual brilliance.’
These ideas were imprinted into the minds of the Fools, along with a gradual mental focus on how to prevent foes from easily reading their thoughts within three days.
Daylan used every technique taught by Silver to his advantage, hoping to outmaneuver those who employed similar methods whenever mind reading became necessary.
However, as Silver once said, "No matter how high the prey climbs or how deep it hides, the predator’s eyes will follow, and its hunger will guide."
It was still early in the day, nearing the heart of the afternoon, when Astara suddenly sensed something during a fleeting shift in the moment — three figures rushing toward their hideout, their footsteps swift and urgent as they closed the distance within seconds.
Silver couldn’t be certain, unable to sense Gold and Platinum—but it was convinced it was them. If so, they had arrived much earlier than expected.
Without a moment to spare, the Fools rushed to don their masks and headed outside to confront the approaching threat.
With their identities still unknown, Silver was only permitted to appear once it was confirmed that Giselle wasn’t among them.
The misfits scattered the moment Daylan and the others emerged from the house, their eyes burning with intensity. Only a small field and a few bushes now separated the hideout from the nearby houses.
They stood in their usual formation—the king at the center, flanked by the soldier and the poet, each holding their respective positions on the right and left.
Before long, Astara sensed their footsteps drawing closer—closer than they had been just moments ago—until they suddenly stopped.