In these few months, I have gained a skill for sensing my surroundings.
It helps me guess the numbers around and also see if I'm in an imminent danger or not. Right now was one of those times.
'But this problem isn't bad, its actually good.'
I sensed and saw a group of ten people following me from above. Most likely running through the roofs or flying, which showed all of them are Sigmat Users.
Probably Assassins.
It was a big number, so that means someone important must have sent them. For some time, I've been getting a premonition of something bad was about to happen. Just couldn't figure out who it was from.
But because of this group, now I would be able to figure that out.
I open the small pocket of the carriage and call the driver, "What's your name?"
"Me, sir?" The driver asked.
"Yeah"
"It's Gabe, sir."
"Well, Gabe. We're gonna take a detour now, alright."
"Okay sir, where to?" Gave asked.
