"Do it," said Vlad, wanting Bailey to put his plan into motion.
"Ah... it will take time. Some 3 hours... I guess—"
"What? Wh—why? It's going to be dawn within five hours... we both know that our powers won't work once the sun comes... and worse is the rain—"
"Calm down, mate... The plan will take time... but we don't even need to lift a finger—"
"I'm not satisfied though... anyway, The Priest will come, right? Will he—"
"He will! He has to! When it comes to the elites... He will come rushing to help..."
Even though his face was covered by a stupid mask, Bailey's hatred towards the Priest was plain as water to Vlad's quadruplet eyes.
"So... what now?"
"Let's return to the city... we'll wait till that bastard comes... till then let's get you some food in the meantime..." Bailey walked away from the Gate and opened a portal for them both.
But Vlad stood lost in deep thought while his four eyes twitched continuously.
