C219 Earl Caddy!

Bayhill.

Even at night, Bayhill remained a hub of activity.

Modric's arrival coincided with the onset of evening's first lights.

"Damn bandits! If not for your interference, I would've reached Bayhill half a day sooner! This is all your doing!"

Modric fumed from within the carriage.

In a corner lay a burly, wounded man, huddled and shivering.

Modric didn't know his name.

Yet that afternoon