Because You Never Asked

There was no such word as failure in Batyr’s dictionary. Uno had worked at his side for seven years and had never once watched him fail before today.

Even so, he was neither worked up nor cast down. He only studied the situation spread out in front of him, his gaze cold and detached. His head had already gone cool as ice, and inside it, the things to be done next would already be falling into order one after another, smooth as clockwork. That was what made his men trust him absolutely.

“We go into the forest.”

The voice came...