"We have been going in this direction for close to two full days. We should be coming across the treasure anytime now."
Violet's voice suddenly interrupted Grey's thoughts.
Grey lowered his gaze and looked at his shadow. He noticed that it was trembling slightly, almost as if it could sense the presence of the treasure and was becoming excited at the thought of finally reaching it.
Grey did not say anything, but his expression became more solemn as he grew even more cautious and vigilant. With a wave of his hand, a small dagger appeared in his grasp. He then took out a small bottle and carefully spread a layer of poison across the blade. The strange poison rapidly dried after being exposed to the atmosphere, leaving no visible trace on the dagger.
Grey continued moving forward in a zigzag pattern.
