Bab 58: Invasion of Privacy

The night draped itself over their clandestine mission, concealing Peter and Micah as they feigned slumber. The clock chimed ten, signaling the opportune moment for their covert operation.

"Ready?" Micah whispered, to which Peter nodded in silent agreement.

Without a sound, they rose from their beds and cautiously parted the tent's flaps. Every rustle of fabric and hushed footfall held the potential to betray them, a risk they couldn't afford to take. This was the hour when secrecy was paramount, their actions hidden from their comrades, and for a compelling reason.

They moved like shadows, mindful not to create any superfluous noise that might attract unwanted attention, particularly from Asiris, whose tent was inconveniently close.

"Alright, now, move cautiously towards Iris' tent," Micah instructed in a hushed tone as they began to crawl.