Harris returned to the designated spot after catching the faint, familiar howl from Sullivan—a signal they had meticulously rehearsed before setting out on this dangerous mission.
"Princess Dahlia!" Harris greeted her, unable to contain his relief. "You're safe. I'm so glad to see you."
Dahlia managed a small smile, but there was no time for formalities. Joseph's expression was tense as he glanced around, alert to the growing dangers surrounding them.
"We need to hurry, but the underground route is no longer safe," he declared, his voice laced with urgency.
Sullivan nodded, his gaze steely. "We're aware. That's why we'll take the third route," he replied. He gestured for the others to follow him and set off with Dahlia close at his side, Harris and Joseph falling in step behind them.
