After the funeral, the Three Great Chieftains decided to let more than half of the warriors rest, while the others would continue to stand guard.
They didn’t know if the enemy would attack again during the night, but they were certain that once the sun rose from the East, the Undead Army would march again.
All of them were exhausted, and they knew that if they didn’t rest now, they wouldn't have the chance later, knowing that they would not have time to spare once the battle started.
Ethan and Lily returned to the Pyramid to rest as well.
They were confident that Sebastian would wake the two of them up if the enemy were to really attack them while it was still dark.
“How much magic do you still have in your body?” Lily asked as she laid down on the bed beside the handsome young man.
“I still have more than half remaining,” Ethan answered. “I’ll use it sparingly tomorrow.”
Lily didn’t say anything for a minute and simply looked at him with a curious gaze.