I shake my head, weariness settling over me. “I feel bad for what happened with Briall,” I say, meeting Sylas’ gaze. “But it’s time to go back. Our contacts here can take care of Karinn.”
Sylas frowns, but agrees grudgingly. It’s clear he doesn’t like this at all.
“We’ve got plenty to occupy us once we get back to Denerim,” Caleb says. “We need to focus on re-building the Silent Blades.”