From the east sea, the salty breeze sighed at Erys with his hair flailing. It was still dark. The sound of the waves crashing on the shores came by and by and by repeatedly. He sat on the grains of sand, facing Mave and Myrdin along with Izan who was drawing a map of the palace with a stick. It was only the four of them, and they needed to devise a plan to storm the palace and get the orb before sunrise. The rest of his brethren Erys ordered to take the watch at the top of the ranges, in case the host from Sunvar City would show up.
“… so that’s when I found the other Archon Hunter,” Mave continued. “Stein arrived at the Sun Palace, leaving the command to the generals for the war.”
“Why did he come to the palace?” Izan asked.
“I’m not sure. But when I was at their office, he said someth
