The sky lit up in the distance as the thunderstorm approached. We had finished concocting our plan – it was a simple one, really – and now we were idly sitting, biding our time.
Or, to put it in a more straightforward way, we were waiting for the thunderstorm to pass because no one wanted to be soaked.
I yawned. I needed sleep. A lot of it. I could feel the souls within me stir ever since that meeting with the Demon Lord. Mainly, it was the corrupted demon's soul that stirred. I was a little bit worried. Was the legendary ancient demon Dorith waking up? Was he regaining his consciousness?
I wasn't sure whether that was good thing on a bad thing.
"I'll head off to sleep for a bit." I said as the rumble of thunder echoed in the night. "Wake me up if anything happens."
"Sure," Mona looked out the windows anxiously. She was probably worried about Laura and Theresa. They had headed off to Baile Chailce.