Three hours passed. It was almost dawn. Wordlessly, we agreed to head back to the HQ. We had a little mission, except, it was MY mission.
The moment we all gathered in Gena's chamber downstairs, I broke into a smile and clapped my hands.
"Guys, I'm so grateful to all of you." I said, catching their attention.
"If it is for our help, then don't bother thanking us, Devil." Cyrus joked, we all laughed.
"That's exactly what I was gonna thank you for. We've been through a lot. And I couldn't help but relish these moments as time passes by. And I promise, I won't take naps in Hell anymore."
Our little laughter session was interrupted by Janet who walked in with Krune and her assistant. The assistant was relatively new. She lost her cousin to one of the Scout dispatches three years ago. She looked bold, if I may say. (I read her mind)
