Outside the space, in the dense forest behind The Wolf Tribe.
A few men were still waiting anxiously there.
Soren paced back and forth, fanning quickly with the fire-red feather fan, so anxious he was about to bubble over, constantly muttering: "Why haven't they come out yet? Why haven't they come out yet? I'm dying of anxiety."
Corbin, Rhys, Zeke, and Malachi were calm, just a little dizzy from watching Soren pace.
But they could understand Soren's feelings, so they didn't say anything.
The Golden Silkworm King, for whatever reason, didn't leave either and continued to wait where he was.
Mael leaned against the tree trunk, his dark golden eyes occasionally glancing at the place where Luna Sutton had disappeared.
Already feeling irritable, Soren's constant pacing was making him even more annoyed.
"Can you calm down for a moment?"
He couldn't help but speak up, his voice filled with obvious impatience.
