About six days have passed since the Creator gave Yin an ultimatum.
All this time, they had been undergoing rigorous training under the Commander and the Serpent Summoner.
It was noon already; their sessions were interrupted by a courier or messenger of some sort.
Upon closer inspection, Zach, Yin, and Suna had recognized this man. It was the person who delivered Zachary's grimoire.
The trio all greeted him and the messenger gave a smile and nod back nervously.
Perhaps them jumping on him like he was some kind of intruder in their hideout certainly scared the poor fellow.
The person then went straight to the Commander.
He opened his knapsack and pulled out a carefully wrapped letter. After handing it to the Commander, he bid farewell and went on with his day.
"He sure seemed tense around us."
Gavin remarked.
"T-Tense, y-yeah, I wonder why that is?"
Suna attempted to feign ignorance.
