Two days later, they finally received a word from Master Jet. The message, which had passed through several people before reaching Sunny, was simple — retreat to Erebus and rendezvous with Davis and his cohort of Irregulars there.
Godspeed.
Sunny took a deep breath after hearing the news.
It was as he had expected, even though a small hope that some miraculous help would be sent to assist them on the thousand-kilometer journey had been still somehow aflame in his heart. Now, it was completely extinguished.
With that, the cohort's short period of rest was over. It was a good thing, too.
Over the past couple of days, Sunny killed several Nightmare Creatures that had wandered close to the camp. Strangely, there had not been as many of them as one would have expected, and he was quick to dispose of the bodies. Still, the smell of blood was slowly permeating the area, and pretty soon, it was bound to attract bigger threats.
