"So? How long are we going to stay here?" Warren asked, tapping his foot against the ground, arms crossed tight across his chest.
It had been exactly an hour since they arrived at Island Beta's campsite.
Everyone, including William, needed rest—time to gather their thoughts, steady their breathing, and restart their journey.
The sun had already dipped toward the horizon, and darkness was now rising like a tide.
They were given twenty-four hours to reach Island Delta and hand over the child.
Naturally, Warren's impatience was justified.
However—
"We will leave in a few hours…in utter darkness." William relayed his decision calmly. "Leaving right now would only make things difficult for the ones who actually fought. If we rest for a bit, we'll have the strength to fight back."
Warren narrowed his eyes. "In the dark? It'll be difficult to know where they're attacking from."
