With the Elves having made a case for themselves, the crew managed to relax enough to call it a night and rest.
Mikhail opted to keep watch as insurance for the other two, meaning he went yet another night without sleep. Though, with the raven-haired beauty sleeping on his thigh, he found it hard to complain.
The night passed as the sounds of insects, distant battles, and the occasional screeches echoed across the night sky of the Sacred Grounds. Having spent so long in this world, Mikhail found such an ambiance familiar now.
Comfortable, even.
But sooner than he realized, night gave way to day, and day gave way to more travels.
And Mikhail spent those travels asleep on Sharyl's back. It was a dreamless sleep, and he woke up in what appeared to be a moment later in a completely different area from before.
