The ship came close to the island, but not too close. It stayed far enough away to avoid being seen, but near enough to still see the island. It was night time, and all the ship's lights were off to stay hidden.
Erik stood at the bow, his eyes scanning the distant shoreline.
"This is close enough," Erik said, turning to the group of Chimaeric Demons gathered behind him.
"Remember your mission. Scout the area, gather information, and secure key positions, raising no alarms. The last thing we want is for them to find out we are here."
The Chimaeric Demons nodded. June had chosen thirty of the clones for this task. While the Chimaeric Demons of this batch had the same level of strength, each of them chose what to focus on in terms of brain crystal powers. This meant that some of them were more suited than others for different tasks.
