The morning sun filtered through the canopy, casting dappled light across the camp. Aiden stirred, his muscles aching from the previous day's exertion. Around him, the camp bustled with an energy he hadn't seen before. Whispers of a plan had circulated the previous night, though details were sparse. Now, the air felt charged with anticipation.
He rose quickly, catching sight of the woman with the scar. She stood at the center of a group near the main tent, her sharp gaze scanning the camp. When her eyes met his, she beckoned him over with a curt nod.
"Aiden," she said as he approached, her voice low but commanding. "Change of plans. You're coming with me again."
"Where to?" he asked, keeping his tone neutral.
Her lips curved into a faint smirk, though it didn't reach her eyes. "You'll find out soon enough. Let's move."