Night eventually descended upon the Aslan Tribe.
Seated on the couch in the living room, Vlad peered through the window. He had just finished eating dinner and was doing his best to calm his nerves before his infiltration mission.
His scrolls were already stored inside the storage ring Leone had gifted him.
The map of the underground tunnels had also been memorized.
Now, all he needed to do was begin.
Suddenly, he heard knocks on the window.
He rose from the couch and hurriedly unlocked his window.
Finally, the moment of truth had arrived.
*Squeak!*
The flying squirrel greeted Vlad as soon as the window was opened.
"Is everything ready, Blitz?"
*Squeak!*
The teenage boy smiled faintly after hearing Blitz's confident reply. The flying squirrel even patted its chest as if it was saying, "Leave everything to me!"
The smile on Vlad's face widened a bit at the sight. He was someone who knew and accepted his shortcomings.
