After Mark's mindblowing performance, they could only stay silent throughout the rest of the journey.
As everyone is atleast a demigod, they all could fly naturally. And
The wind howled against their flight cloaks, dust trailing behind them. Below, the barren plains stretched endlessly, and beasts and their skeletal remains were seen almost everywhere on the way.
Because Feline beasts, apart from hybrid ones, don't generally have wings, and due to the world laws that prohibit magic, no demigod or above realm beast was seen around, the rest of their journey has been quite smooth.
Eventually, as the sharp ridgelines of the Mannan Caves came into view, jagged fangs of rock surrounding dark, ancient hollows, a huge enemy camp was spotted from above.
Below the cliffs, a few kilometers away from the cave mouth, smoke rose. Dozens of tents, bonfires crackling, dark shapes pacing the perimeter.
Mark hovered above the scene for a few moments, scanning their ranks.
