Ava: We Need Supplies
Grimoire grumbles a little, but he obediently pops back into his book form, saying he needs to run some calculations before we can get started.
I grab Grimoire's book form and place it on the dining table, my fingers lingering on its worn leather cover. A pang of worry shoots through me as I glance at Aurum, his massive form unmoving despite the commotion. Is he okay? He didn't even greet me when I returned. He must be in a deep sleep.
He is, Selene confirms. He needs this rest. Don't worry too much.
Kellan drags my attention back to him as he recounts the harrowing events of the mission that should have been easy.
Hunters. The word alone is chilling.
"Are these hunters an already existing faction, or did you name them that yourself?"
"No, there's no existing faction of hunters. But they're obviously hunting."
Vanessa and Vester nod along with his words.