Time passed.
The journey continued.
The five had begun their trek at some point past noon, and by now, it was already dark night. But they didn't stop, as they could clearly make out the shimmering silhouette of a marvelous city in the distance through the shadows.
"So..." Aezaleon suddenly broke the calm silence, his steps unhalting. His gaze landed squarely on his four girls walking beside him. "How should we proceed forward? I mean, even if we are capable of concealing our presence perfectly, I don't want to take any unnecessary chances."
Focusing his attention on the most powerful one among them, he asked, "Do you have something, Clementine? Any type of ability that can mask our calamitous presence completely, making us seamlessly blend in with the regular residents of Varion?"
