"We have three hours before the Aethercraft arrives at our destination. I would advise you to adjust your mental state until then," Oliver said as he rose from his seat, turning to look at Nolan before he left.
"You don't need to worry about anything in the mission. Just follow the orders," he added before rising and leaving.
The others also began to leave for their respective rooms.
Nolan also felt he needed some time to himself, so he rose and left for his room as well, unreactive to the gazes that followed him until he disappeared inside.
[Are you angry?] The system asked as Nolan entered the room. He shrugged it off and walked to the side of the bedroom, grabbing his backpack that he had brought with him.
Before the day began, Nolan had already prepared everything he needed, and now he felt more ready than ever.
He sat on the edge of his bed, holding his flaming crimson dagger in his right hand.
