Seven days.
Grim had spent seven full days observing the elven camp from his concealed position in the hills above.
Guard changes happened precisely every four hours. Supply convoys arrived twice weekly from the northeast.
Most importantly, Grim had confirmed the presence of at least twenty-three human prisoners, including several women who could potentially be Lianna.
The elves kept their captives in separate buildings based on apparent value, with the most important prisoners housed in the heavily guarded central complex.
"Day seven," Grim muttered to himself as he observed the morning patrol departing. "Same routine as always."
[You're getting impatient,] Caius observed.
"I am."
The sound of approaching footsteps made Grim draw Echo silently, his body tensing as figures appeared on the ridge behind him.
Four people moved carefully through the rocky terrain, all wearing dark cloaks and moving with the practiced silence of trained fighters.
