Jack's escape from the dungeon feels like a slap in the face; how could he have managed to escape without a mole? I'm determined to get to the bottom of this.

Hurrying down, I check the casualties and find three guards brutally battered.

The pack doctors are attending to them, and I can see fear in the eyes of the women and children.

I ponder every possibility of who could have helped him. The more I think about it, the more I pity the person involved.

Who could have orchestrated such a daring escape? The thought preyed on me, driving me to investigate every lead with urgency.

Whoever helped Jack...