After exchanging information about the participants in the upcoming mission, Aron and Irving agreed to meet at the Angel Guild headquarters the following afternoon.
"Before we set off, we must make extensive preparations. The Abyss of Death is an extremely dangerous place. If we are underprepared, we could end up perishing there," Aron said over the phone, his tone far from relaxed.
Even though Aron seemed pleased to have Irving accompany him, Irving could still sense the underlying anxiety in his voice.
"I understand. We'll be at the Angel Guild headquarters by 3:00 PM tomorrow—Benjamin, Wendy, and myself," Irving confirmed.
"Alright, then. We'll stick to that schedule," Aron agreed.
After finalizing the time, Irving hung up the phone.
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