Juna led Hajin through the northern grate before the eastern guards finished tying the mercenaries taken at Loccy's wall.
Toma's water cart waited across the channel with both wheel pins removed, blocking anyone trying to follow from the road.
One trace of blood marked the handle, though the ground beside it showed five sets of feet continuing north.
"He walked away from here," Juna said, crouching near the deeper prints. "One man held each arm while the others pulled the cart across."
Hajin lifted the empty water barrel and found a folded notice trapped beneath its rear brace, stamped with another Flint seal.
{Send Hajin alone by the kiln road, open a Wing or move guards north and the grain shed burns}.
The paper smelled of oil plus saddle leather, but the ink remained dry, meaning someone had prepared the threat before the attack began.
'They wrote my name before the first bell, so this was never about gold.'
