<No, sir…> The Chimaeric Demons started becoming nervous.
<Then what the fuck is happening?>
The clones could see well into the distance thanks to a brain crystal power he gave him some time ago, and they didn't like what they were seeing approaching in the distance.
<That's… That's the target's plane,> the Chimaeric Demon said.
<Wait, what?! Wasn't that supposed to arrive in an hour? I arrived ten minutes ago!>
<We don't know, master! Something's weird. Based on the information we got from control tower, plane should have arrived later.>
<Yet, the plan is here! We can't even replace guards now!>
<We will replace those we can, so that at least the number of forces on their side decrease, master.>
<Do it now!>
Erik sent that mental order to all the clones in the surroundings. There was no time to lose.
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