We didn't have any eventful conversation when we ate our meal. The topics bore me off, which eventually led me to fighting against my drowsiness. Fortunately, Abaddon concluded the topic as soon as he finished his plate.
After dining with the rest of the demons, Abaddon sent us back to the room. We needed to take a trip towards Camelot tomorrow and offer him the treaty we showed to Abaddon. If our team could make King Arthur agree to our terms and conditions, we could stop the war.
However, the road up ahead looked grim, since we would step our foot on the enemy territories. And if we failed to come up with an agreement, the war would inevitably happen.
It was up to us five to stop the war from happening, before it could even escalate quickly.
