Pursuit of the Sun 1.2

– I need to think carefully. Maybe I'm missing something... – Ottar raised his head and looked at the ceiling. – Or could a hunter play the role of bait? I gave him the medicine. And what does that mean? His blood composition is now the best in the village! The healer doesn't count. Who else could this creature target? We could set up an ambush at the hunter's house! Yes, there are no guarantees... but the chance is high enough.

The encounter with *her* not only saved Ottar from being stabbed in the ribs and gave him a thirst for blood, but also revealed the gift of foresight. Unfortunately, he could only use it infrequently. At best, once a month. And he didn't want to waste such an opportunity on a case that was already almost solved. Moreover, there were much more important questions. For example, where *she* is and who *she* is.