.The fail of the barrier

In the dead of the night, a faint silhouette of a human swayed behind a large tree, mixing with the surrounding and perfectly covered in the shadows. Only a faint breathing was occasionally heard, integrated with the hollow wind sound that rustled the dead leaves on the ground.

After a few seconds, the sound of careful footsteps came from behind him, making him turn back his head that was covered by the dark, alert. However he seemed to relax the next moment when he heard rough breathing mixed with a low coarse murmur "...haha, it's indeed particularly good this time. Where's this Jagg? Shouldn't he be around here?"

"He always disappear when the time comes!" Another person beside him complained in a dissatisfied voice "can't we just use a communicator next time to call him over? This Jag is so troublesome"