It was one of the darkest nights on the fourth floor, yet a small glimpse of the moon could be seen in the sky, providing the surrounding with the bare amount of light needed for visibility to some extent.
Azekiel and the others sat near a high stream river which was surrounded from both sides by dense forest, making this place the best spot to get an entry inside the river without risking being seen.
Everyone sat there as if waiting for someone. There was only one person who wasn't there yet.
"It's been an hour. How long is Layim going to take?"
"Who knows. He should've been back by now. He and Jane went to perform the final check on Liam's camp. It's not far enough for them to need an hour."
Two Lords discussed amongst themselves, trying to figure out what could be taking them so long.
They weren't the only ones who were getting tired, waiting for Layim and Jane.