Kendrick was reorganizing his men when a sudden cold breeze blew by. He had goosebumps all over.

He looked up at the night sky and furrowed his brows. He felt a little uneasy.

"Who is it?"

Kendrick was pulled back to reality. He turned to look at his men on guard. He looked past them to see Otto slowly coming into view.

His expression darkened immediately. He went up to him and asked sternly, "How did you find me here?"

"I have my ways." Otto swept his gaze over Kendrick's men.

"Don't worry. I'm not here to stop you. I plan to go with you. You're reckless. You need someone to help you. No matter what—"

"No need." Kendrick grabbed Otto's arm and pulled him aside. "Leave right away. I don't need anyone."

"Can you stop trying to be a hero?" Otto used all his might to shrug Kendrick off.

"Since I'm already here, I'm not planning to go back. Even if you're not going to take me along, I'll just follow you. I have legs, you know."

"You …" Kendrick was furious. "Do you think the de