As the dawn painted the sky in hues of blood orange and violet, the wind beneath his wings carried him toward his new destination.
An anarchic city that lived by its own laws, a place not even fully marked on the empire's maps.
The journey was long, days chasing nights.
In his raven form, Cassian watched the world from a perspective imperceptible to the human eye.
He shot like an arrow over lush forests, felt the sharp chill of snow-capped mountain peaks, and witnessed rivers snaking their way through fertile plains.
This long flight offered him not only the means to cover distances but also ample time to think.
His doppelgänger ability was far more than he had anticipated.
It was not just a tool for concealment, but a weapon.
Seeing the world through the eyes of a raven proved to him once again how easily humans let their guard down, how they held important conversations in the most unexpected places, and how utterly unaware they were of the danger lurking within a shadow.
