It was not difficult to get into the territory of the castle of Phobos. The vaunted guard, consisting of ugly creatures, had the tenth dream, and did not move an ear when you slipped past them.

Caleb, without saying a word, pointed to the chests, inviting you to examine them. He hardly spoke to you today. And it could all be attributed to the fact that he was too focused on the upcoming task, but you didn't need to have seven spans in your forehead to understand that he was angry. And fortunately, he was furious not at you, but at Enlil, the head of the rebels, who decided it was wise to send you along with Caleb on a reconnaissance mission.

You, despite the fact that you spent your whole life in a rebel camp, did not have the proper experience on sorties. And that could be a serious problem for both of you. Even though you both trained equally.

Caleb wasn't worried about the mission, or even about himself. He was worried about you. Only here he never knew how to express his emotions correctly, always hiding behind a mask of concentration and seriousness.

Finding supplies of provisions and weapons that had not reached the rebel army, being intercepted by the enemy's guards, Caleb sighed.

Shoving throwing daggers into his pockets, he was going to head towards you, but the storeroom door opened with a bang and forced him to hide in the shadows. The guards barged in, found you inspecting the chest.

Wasting no time, Caleb grabbed a heavy shield and hurled it at the slaves of Phobos, making a sudden attack that knocked them out of action for a few moments.

"Run!" He shouted, rushing to the boxes placed under the high window.

Kicking the nearby barrels of gunpowder, you tore a lighted torch from the wall, throwing it to the ground.

Jumping out of the window, Caleb held his nose with his palm before plunging headlong into the icy lake. Next, you landed next to him.

"Let's get out of here," he said, grabbing your hand, pulling you out of the water.

But the guards surrounding you were of a different opinion.