Several miles away from the Agarwood Mansion caravan, in the dark night forest.
Several figures flitted swiftly across the vast woodland like phantoms.
Whether it was ravines, hills, streams, or cliff walls, nothing could obstruct their path forward.
If someone could overlook from above, they would discover that these figures were moving in a perfectly straight line.
Before long, when they were still a mile from the caravan, the figures quickly halted, spreading out and standing on high ground in the forest, watching the campfire-lit caravan camp.
"It's here." One man whispered.
"Inform the masters." Another quickly took out a warning firework from his lower back, opened the fire starter cover, and blew hard.
A flame appeared, igniting the firework's fuse.
Hiss!
A burst of fire shot up into the sky, illuminating a large swath of woodland under the dark night sky.
Soon after, another firework shot up several miles away.
