A day more than what was initially discussed had passed by, and finally, the Iron Tridents were all loaded up. Raven was standing atop the spire alongside Mono and the rest of his companions as well, his eyes set on the many vessels while the queen of Iron relayed some last-minute instructions to her automatons scattered throughout the kingdom.
"So you are taking everyone, huh…" Finally cutting her mental connection, Mono stepped forward with her hands in her pockets and sighed. Glancing sideways at the hero with a mischievous glint in her eyes, she whispered. "Good luck and try to look after the late king's spirit, will ya? He's probably not fond of the way I've been running his kingdom, but can't say we hate each other for it either."
