Grayson Islands

Antonaios didn’t pay much attention to the scuffle with the guard, the search of the bodies, the raising of the dead, the extraction of knowledge, or the speeches of the prisoners. Carefully checking his leg, the halekhid got up from the floor, slowly made his way to the deck, freed himself from the collar, and stepped aside, waiting for the others to act. “If the traitors of the order freed them all, it means they want something. At the very least, they’ll stick together for a while. And maybe they even have a plan. So, for now, it’s worth following them,” he thought.