The next day, two groups had been created and had entirely different directions to take.
Roman and North had both boarded a runner each and were on course to the Citadel, while the rest of them were about to enter the valley.
"We will join you right after returning from Citadel City, but if you return before us, it'll be great," North said.
"We won't need your help, Admin," Lyra said without sparing a glance, as she had her belt on.
"Oh well, that's what I should expect from you, Lyra. Good luck, by the way," North smiled and said before entering the runner.
"Good luck, North. Watch out for him, and please don't ask me why."
"I won't!" North said as the runner drifted away, joining Roman's as they left the scene in no time.
Rena was left with the remaining members of the Dominion Legion, and they seemed to have their eyes on her the next moment. She herself was also staring confusedly, a kind of glare that made it hard to detect what it meant.
