Listening
Vordorik’s fist slammed down on table, rattling the candelabras illuminating the maps marked with colored blocks representing the positions of various units. “How are they always one step ahead of us, Cov, how?”
“We have been hunting their scouts, sir. Perhaps it is simple luck?”
“That I cannot believe. Keep looking, Cov. The solution must be out there.”
Spy’s Candle
These come in all shapes and sizes, just like any other candles. They are always made in pairs however.
