The other three turned their heads, but behind them was a steep cliff, and further below was the Plains of the Abyss; they could even barely make out the shadow of Twin Bridges Town in the distance.
"Big brother, what are you talking about?" Bruto scratched his head in confusion, "Where is there any water?"
"You can't be joking..." the werewolf sharply inhaled, "He's talking about the Stygian River!"
"What?" Mohoi was shocked upon hearing this, "You want to use the water from the Stygian River to create mist? But... isn't that too far from here?"
"It is a bit far, but it should still be within the effective range of the formation," Lancelot said as he undid his dimensional bag and took out an enormous iron disc with a radius of over five feet, "We'll find out soon enough if it can work."