3:15 A.M.
The night was still dark, but the wind stagnant.
Not even the sea breeze could blow the scorching heat away. But luckily, they were prepared.
They had military attires used best during hot climates like summer.
In 10 more minutes, they should arrive at a reasonable distance between the Riverre Docks and themselves.
They dared not move so close just yet, as many watering ships and scouts along the coastlines might spot them.
The coastal territory was full of life, with an uncountable number of buildings close by, many made of stone.
And at the outskirts of this prosperous sight were several stretches of greenery. Payne had already informed them of this, thanks to his sketch of the territory.
There should be scouts all around on the high trees.
One shouldn't forget that even now, many ships still sail toward the docks.
