Talon decided to wrap up the meeting and continue it at a later time since it was already getting late.
The group agreed to disperse and gather information from different sources, hoping to acquire the latest updates.
The next morning, Talon was already up early, standing in front of his tent and doing some warm-up exercises before beginning his morning workout routine.
The sky was still pale, with the sun barely starting to rise. Claire spotted him from afar. With a basket in her hands, she approached him, her footsteps light and steady.
"Hey, Talon," she greeted him with a smile.
Talon glanced up, returning the smile. "Morning, Claire."
"You're usually up earlier than this," she observed, her tone gentle but curious. "You must be tired. Wouldn't it be better to rest a bit more?"
