Chapitre 411: The First Winds Of A Brewing Storm (3)

Braxton told Toz and the others about the plan in more detail. But it wasn't an overly complicated plan, and it didn't take long before he finished explaining. However, from what he told them, they would be walking in the tunnel for quite a while. And with only the lantern in the elderly gentleman's hands to light up the tunnel, it wouldn't be weird for someone to get claustrophobic.

"How about introductions? Right! Seich, did you remember the cloaks?"

Thankfully, Braxton spoke up again before the flickering shadows could begin haunting them. Not that anyone seemed especially susceptible to fear. But one could never be too sure.

Switch sighed and shook his head. He didn't say anything, but he reached into a spatial storage pouch attached to his waist and pulled out six matte black cloaks that blended into the shadows on the tunnel walls.

The cloaks themselves almost looked like shadows sewn together in the shape of cloaks.