The date of the Reaper's final act was set. Everyone was aware they only got several hours with the thought that these might be the last hours of their lives. To be truthful, everyone had to admit the uncertainty of this final act scared them.
They had faced numerous formidable people in the past. People who posed a threat to them. People who would kill them in cold blood. But they weren't of the same caliber as Florence Oxley or this secret society. They weren't the same as the Oxley Family, who could make their worst nightmare come to life.
Therefore, everyone used this time to self-reflect, to enjoy, to sleep it off, and to do whatever they could think of that would help them in the next several hours. Fig and a few members of the Reapers decided to have a feast with minimal drinks to enjoy the night. Primo slept it off like a baby. Moose, on the other hand, enjoyed his bubble bath and pampered himself for a change.
