Night came, engulfing the world in darkness.
The possibility of there being a Disaster-grade monster close by made everyone feel restless.
To ease everyone's worries, Warrick volunteered to stay awake.
However, some warriors were still unable to fall asleep.
Meanwhile, in one quiet corner, Alaric was reapplying the medicine paste on Yvanna's wounds.
To prevent anyone from seeing her appearance, he asked Henry, Aldrin, and Rigor to block everyone's view. In his past life, these three remained loyal to him even until his death so he could rest assured that they wouldn't speak a word even if they discovered Yvanna's identity.
"That should do it. When your body feels better, you can do this by yourself." Although Alaric had the soul of a middle-aged man, he still found it hard to control himself when facing an elf with unparalleled beauty.
She had the kind of beauty that would invoke someone's desire to conquer.