It was going to be dark soon.
And Arin knew attacking under the cover of darkness was going to be a grave mistake.
The creatures who had evolved so much – to collect and use such high-level armours and weapons; who had gained wisdom to make such a defensive tactic of creating vast open fields of death for attackers – could not be so naive as to not make any attempt to cover their natural weakness of night.
There had to be some way for him to traverse, and he had to find it out quick.
He looked at his army and realised the two latest assassin ghouls were the only minions right now who could possibly cross the open field without getting noticed.
And then he got a realisation.
He had Sehaliya – the succubus of illusion.
He turned to her and asked her if she could help the entire troop to cross the field unnoticed.
She said she could, but it would be easier if it were nighttime.
Arin agreed to her proposal.
There was also another thing.
