One was absorbed in her medical research and the other always vigilant to protect her sister.
As the construction of Darmoq progressed, permanent arrays joined those conjured by the Wayfinder. The Space Compressing array hindered Spirit Blink and even though Orpal could overcome it thanks to Moonlight, he was afraid of Friya's dimensional awareness.
'If I get close enough to kill the healer, the other one might make my dimensional door collapse, and not even Davross can resist space itself being cut. Unless Night's crystal gets caught in the rift, we should survive but the same can't be said for Moonlight.
'If our tower gets cut in half, we will be trapped behind enemy lines and lose one of our most powerful weapons forever. It takes one of the many mages of the camp to chant the self-destruction spell and our life is over.
'I want to live to savor Leech's desperation. I have no intention of sacrificing myself for a consolation prize.' His thoughts made Night sigh in relief.
She couldn't help him with anything due to Baba Yaga's seal, but that also meant she couldn't protect Orpal from himself.
As time passed and the fortification of Darmoq neared completion, the Dead King gave up on the idea of killing one of the Ernas and moved on to plan b. Soon the people of the Empire would leave the safety of the array to search for the location of their own outpost.
When that happened, there would be no one who might be from Lutia. There would be nothing to seal Night's power and wisdom anymore.
When that happened, the Black Night, the Red Sun, and their respective hosts would finally meet.
***
Jiera's continent, several hundred kilometers into the mainland.
Orpal, the Kingdom, and the Empire weren't the only forces eagerly expecting for Darmoq to be completed. It was child's play for Vastor to get his hands on Orion's reports about the progress of the construction work and the locations of the resources spotted by the scouts.
Thanks to the DoLoreans, the prospectors had an easy time avoiding the monster hordes in the surroundings of the camp and outrunning them when discovered. With the help of Farg, the undead, and the elves of Medolin, the people of the Kingdom had already located a few crystal and magic metal mines.
Ghouls could swim through the ground with ease like a Rezar while the elves' Soul Vision allowed them to spot a mana geyser with a glance. All forces at play were happy to help in exchange for a share of the future mining operations.
Elves and undead also offered to cover part of the costs and workforce. With Thaymos dead and the Black Tide gone, Medolin was safe enough to establish routes to the potential mines.
The elves were eager to learn about the new prospecting spells and observe modern mining tools, like the mana blades, in action. Even at the cost of working for free. They had to make up for centuries of stagnant knowledge and a bright future in front of them.
It was the perfect moment for the Organization to establish the foundations of its private settlements.
The outposts of the Kingdom and the Empire would offer double the opportunities to smuggle resources, especially once the competition between the two countries made the security measures laxer for the sake of efficiency.
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