"Are you sure?" Gabriel frowned, his skepticsm etched into the hard lines of his face.
"I've only heard the whispers, Gabriel. No one ever uses these methods openly, or if they do, the witnesses don't tend to survive to tell the tale," Carlos explained.
"I'll go to Zedrion," Karmen volunteered immediately. "If there is even a shadow of a lead there, I'll find it."
"You need to bring a bloodsmith back here at any cost. Do you truly think you can handle that?" Louis questioned him. "These aren't men you simply hire; they are fanatics of their craft."
"I'll convince them," Karmen said confidently, a small, daring smile playing on his lips. "But," he added, glancing at the Beta, "I won't stop you from accompanying me, Louis. Your negotiation skills might be useful."
Louis leaned back, his gaze shifting to Gabriel. "I don't want to work for free for you, Gabriel. This is a suicide mission. Give me something in return."
