"Is everyone ready?" Warlord looked to his third-in-command.
"All team leaders have reported their readiness, we're only waiting for Valentine," Satan Slayer answered.
"Good, he just reported he needs five more minutes to wrap things up. Send out the orders for the teams to teleport to the Central Plains," Warlord added.
"On it!" Satan Slayer touched the side of his helmet and gave a set of commands to his underlings to pass the message on so that they could start their plan.
"So that's it? We're finally starting. I hope this won't be a repeat of last time." Demetri gulped. The situation so far seemed great, all signs pointed to them being able to finish, what Skelly had started. So why couldn't he shake that weird feeling off, that something was bound to go wrong…
"Yes, we'll start now, take your teleportation scroll and wait for us at Forgone Keep!"
