Nikki gave a nod. “Yes, but even then they kept a close watch on me and others like me.”
“What else? What about that building?” Dimitri pointed to a square two-story structure that was missing half of its rooms.
“Mess hall, general storage, and some spell elements storage, but only the easy-to-find stuff.” Nikki turned and pointed toward a long, single-story structure that looked largely untouched by the battle. “The really good and rare stuff was kept there. It’s also where Thomas Jaeggi and some of the high-ranking Jaeggi stayed when they were with the main clan. If the leaders were holding meetings and planning stuff, it would probably be there. It’s the only building I wasn’t allowed in and couldn’t sneak through.”
Dimitri and Gunter sighed heavily in unison.
“Making that the most heavily guarded location in all of the compound,” Gunter muttered.
“And the most likely place to find the answers we’re looking for,” Dimitri added. He lifted his gaze to Gunter. “Do we try for it? It’s a big risk being just the three of us. We could call in more mages to take the defensive spells apart.”
With all the hopeful-mages still coming to Burkhard to be tested, and the exploration of the other places Nikki had listed, they were short on manpower. Even their original plan to come with a larger party of people had been whittled down to three because of it. Nikki did not feel good about yanking someone else from an important task.
“True, but that means more time for the Jaeggi to burrow in and hide from us. More time for them to strengthen their defenses. We’ve lost nearly three weeks as it is since the last battle. We need something or they will simply elude us again.”
“It won’t do us any good to go in unprepared and get blown up.”
“What if we see how close we can get? Just check out what kind of spells they have on the building. It might not be as bad as we’re fearing,” Nikki suggested. They couldn’t walk away empty-handed. There had to be something to give them a clue as to where the Jaeggi had gone. And calling someone else in was still a possibility, it would just take time.
“Alright, we’ll creep closer, but we go slowly and you both stay behind me. If things look bad, we leave. No argument.”
Nikki looked up at Gunter, who nodded grimly. It was the smart decision. They couldn’t take stupid risks. There would be no stopping the Jaeggi if they were all dead.
With the ice dragon in the lead, they cut across the greenspace, their eyes darting around, wary of traps. The grass glittered with broken glass and crunched underfoot with bits of concrete and burnt wood. Nikki tried to ignore the yawning black windows lost in the shadows cast by the angle of the sun. It felt like eyes were watching their progress, but they told themself the Jaeggi had abandoned this place.
They could be projecting, granted. Nikki hated being back here with a passion. It was a stark reminder that their days of captivity weren’t very far behind them. Nikki would prefer to never walk through a Jaeggi compound again. They weren’t sure if they were spooked, nauseous, or battling ghosts by being here. It felt like a combination of all three.
Nikki would need vodka after this. Strong vodka.
And a make-out session with Gunter.
“What’s wrong, Nikki?” Gunter asked quietly.
Nikki jerked their head around to ask why Gunter thought something was wrong, but the words stopped in their throat as Gunter lifted their joined hands and brushed a kiss across their white knuckles. Both a hint and a tender gesture.
A weak smile flitted across their lips. Nikki didn’t even remember grabbing Gunter, the move had been so subconscious. Nikki forced their fingers to loosen. “Sorry.”
“Nothing to apologize for. Is it merely being here? Or something else?”
“It’s stupid. I feel like someone is watching us, but I think it’s all in my head.”
Dimitri straightened from where he’d been inspecting something in the grass. The ice dragon slowly turned, his gaze panning over each of the buildings. “I don’t think anyone is here, but your brain could be picking up on a monitoring spell over the area.”
“Like they’re subconsciously aware of the spell?” Gunter asked.
Dimitri grunted. “The problem is Nikki lived with the Jaeggi a long time. They know a lot of the spells, but there’s probably more they’ve learned to gloss over as background noise. Small, low-level spells that don’t take much energy or elements.” Dimitri flashed them a reassuring smile. “It’s just a bunch of noise to you, so you tune it out.”
An exasperated sound escaped Nikki, and they leaned their head against Gunter’s arm. “Well, that doesn’t help us at all.”
“You’d be surprised. Just keep telling us what you’re feeling and seeing. Even if it seems silly. Could save our lives.”
“Got it,” Nikki said firmly. They would do whatever it took to keep them all safe.
The trio picked their way steadily across the field, pausing only when they reached the road running in front of the other building. There wasn’t much remarkable about it other than the fact it was painted brown while most of the other structures were concrete grey. It was as if the Jaeggi had simply wanted the building to blend into the background while all the others were permitted to stand out.
The roof pitched steeply with matching dark brown shingles while the windows were long and narrow. An average-sized man couldn’t have squeezed out of one. Nikki could and maybe Gunter, though it would take some work with his long arms and legs. Dimitri would never make it through.
Weeds poked through the broken sidewalk leading to the building, and the front door hung open in a macabre welcome. Going through the front door seemed like a bad idea. Dimitri appeared to agree. The dragon crouched on the road, scratching his jaw, and his narrowed ice-blue eyes swept over every inch of the place.