Back at the crypt, Ed was currently sitting on his throne waiting for a transmission.
'Anytime now…' Ed thought as he rapped his bony finger on his custom throne. The lighting of the crystal torches painting an eerie picture with Ed at the center. But the majesty was lost once anyone realized that the skeleton on the throne was naked.
For the sake of giving everyone an easier time, Ed did not wear any sort of armor or equipment. As for why he still wasn't wearing any… well… going through the storeroom would be rather troublesome. Ed did not feel like doing it when he might soon be sent back to the orc body as well anyway.
'Did W die? Why is this taking so long?' It had been a good while since W transmitted to Ed that he was exiting the dungeon.
'W, I have yet to receive your message' Ed decided to go ahead and transmit his thoughts first. There was always the chance that the spiritual mark which he sensed faintly was just too far.
