Nathaniel turned to see Anorath and Usiel. The assailants held them by their throats, trying to knock them out.

Before they could open the curtain, they were shoved inside. How could they all just vanish? The duo then went by the main tent, where generals and high ranking angels would plot and plan. The barracks were empty, so was the infirmary, and the forge. Both of them quietly made their way across the camp. Nathaniel proceeded to leap over the gate with momentum from his wings and softly dropping next to Strife. He grabbed Strife, tossing him over the gate. Boost me up.” He would’ve questioned, but he felt it was unnecessary. Strife placed a hand on the gate, only to be met with confusion on Nathaniel’s part. They made their way to the eastern gate, where there were still no signs of life. Strife holstered his guns and took the daggers out of his boots. Strife got off his steed and signaled Nathaniel, “Let’s sneak in, just in case.” Nathaniel nodded in compliance and landed. They moved forward, more alert than before. What they couldn’t see though were guards, or any form of life really. They could see the outpost from this distance. He stopped in his tracks, “Something is wrong.” Strife turned to him, then turned to the distance in front of them. Mayhem kept his eyes forward, trusting Strife to check his other angles. But with time, both came to understand each other well. It took much training, getting Mayhem to go where he wanted to when he didn’t have the reins. Nathaniel raised a brow, “The area has been cleared of local creatures, yet there are no scouts, nor are there any supply chains.” Strife squinted his eyes, “Way ahead of you.” He took out Mercy and Redemption, keeping them in his hands. They continued to ride, following a road lit by torches. Show some sliver of decency, Horseman.” Strife lowered his head, “Fair enough.” But come on, who doesn’t want a Horseman as a son in law!” Nathaniel rolled his eyes, “We are both well aware of her relationship with Alyssiel. Strife looked upwards, “I mean, I know damn well I’m her first date.

He felt bad, but it wasn’t his first rodeo. Saying anything outside of that shouldn’t trigger a response. Regarding the Council or the mission at least. Should he be honest? With the Watcher present, he had to be careful with what he said. He flew above the Horseman as he rode, “Do you take me for a fool? I am well aware of what you will do to my daughter.” Strife sighed. Nathaniel and Strife set out to find the outpost, which was south of the tree. The tree’s branches wired down softly, closing the portal behind them.

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