The Man’s Decree – Chapter 6043

"The guard is too tight. Forcing a way in is impossible," Luther said, brow furrowed.

After a long study, Jared pointed at a nondescript peak on the gorge's left flank. "There... The array thins, and the patrol leaves a three-breath window. We slip through during that gap."

Luther narrowed his eyes and studied the ridgeline again.

The glyphs that hovered over that particular peak glimmered only faintly, every pulse several shades duller than the wards spread across the rest of the cordon. Below, the torch-bearing patrol circled at a lazier pace, leaving a longer gap between passes.

"Sharp eyes, Mr. Jared!" Luther's voice carried honest admiration as he inclined his head toward Jared.