Chapter 31: Creepy
"Finally, we're back," Tacitus sighed in relief, as The Irregulars stepped into the hidden grove where their hideout was located.
It was the following night, around 8 PM. The Teleport Spells had burnt out sooner than Tacitus had estimated, and the group were left with over fifteen kilometers to cover on foot.
They were also attacked by a group of bandits along the way, much to the misfortune of the bandits. Being tired and moody from the fatigue and traveling, The Irregulars weren't in a particularly merciful state of mind.
And now, by the time they reached their hideout, most of them were at their physical and mental limit, completely and utterly drained of all energy.
"We better not have anything planned for a while after this, I need a nice, long break," Remarked Lexia with a wide yawn, slight dark circles under her eyes.
"I like the sound of that...plus, we need time to train with our new weapons. I didn't really get to test out my gauntlets against that Knight, since I mostly attacked her from a distance with my explosions...and those bandits we fought earlier today were pretty weak, I wouldn't even call them a challenge," Replied Celia, stretching her arms up as she stifled a yawn.
"We can discuss what we should do next tomorrow, we're all exhausted, so let's get some rest for tonight," Suggested Aster, as they approached the hideout.
"I'm way ahead of you."
"I certainly have no objections to that."
The group then headed into the building, before each making their way to their respective rooms, all of them eager to sleep on their beds again...even though it had been less than forty-eight hours since they were last here, so much had happened during this last outing that it felt like it had been much longer than it actually had been.
Raven stepped into his room and shut the door, before changing into more comfortable clothes and flopping onto the bed with a sigh, staring up at the ceiling as he lay sprawled across the mattress.