The group moved quietly to the stable Sinnett had pointed out. The morning air was cold, and the sky was still slightly dark.
Sinnett raised his hand and made the van disappear. They wouldn't need it anymore.
Inside the stable, they found four horses, two black, one gray, and one white.
The white horse was tall and strong, with a clean mane that looked too noble for battle. It was a horse meant for a leader.
"Asher, you should take the white one," Tay said, motioning to it.
Asher shook his head. "No. Give it to Tay. I'll take the gray one."
Nova raised an eyebrow. "You're letting someone else ride the leader's horse?"
"I won't be riding long anyway," Asher replied. "I'll be moving through different paths when needed. Tay can lead this part."
With that, the team got ready and mounted their horses. They split into two smaller groups to avoid drawing attention when they entered the city.
