"The scouts are returning," Levi reported silently while staring off into the distance.
It was only about two hours since I finished the task of absorbing all the anti-mana that was left scattered on the battlefield. And in this short frame of time, we managed to organize our now massive group into a marching order before heading down the highway.
It was only about two hours... and Levi's report indicated we were already nearing the first checkpoint on our way to the Tuxi outerpost.
'The scouts returning can only mean three things,' I thought, looking off in the distance in hopes of seeing what Levi just reported.
Yet, my attempts were futile. It was not until about five minutes later that I finally could spot the silhouettes of the people we sent ahead lingering at the very edge of my sight.