Gabby, Jin, and his knight traveled by horseback. After a long ride through the mountains, they finally reached an old house, worn down by time.
The wooden beams were cracked and weathered. Ivy crept along the stone walls, and moss covered the roof. The windows were small and cloudy, as if they hadn't been cleaned in years.
The house looked like a slum, ready to collapse at any moment. It stood alone, far from everything.
Jin glanced at Gabby and said softly, "We're here."
The knights from Lord Connor's estate uttered, "Are you sure that we're in the right place, young master?"
"I had an eye for a talent" Jin remarked.
Jin stepped forward and knocked twice on the heavy wooden door. The sound was dull against the thick, weathered wood.
A man in his mid-twenties opened it with a creak, his face already twisted into a scowl.
"What do you want?" he snapped, then slammed the door shut again.
