Make camp and move at first light

Orion wasn’t surprised at all to hear they all decided to make camp here. If it wasn’t for their superior ranks. They would’ve already been complaining about exhaustion by now. He held his own thoughts on the matter of course, and for the sake of keeping peace he chose not to voice them. Instead he delegated duties to each individual to ensure their safety during the long night. And also the order of which they will be standing guard. Despite Vox voicing his desire to hold out the entire watch. Orion snapped at him in refusal. He summoned a few items out from his spatial ring and stuffed a dozen body replenishing potions into the boy's grasp before sending him away to relax. Despite the obvious differences from this land compared to their own, the sky did eventually darken.

Kalfa was the one who kept the outdoor items in her storage ring. She summoned thick bamboos, ropes, tents and nets. And in a few minutes, a set of rather sturdy and fashionable tents had been made for the night.

A bright spherical moon soon appeared at the highest point of the skies. There were no stars in the blanket of twilight. Just a pale eye and slightly cold winds walking amongst the deep.

Vox POV

The boy was just like a log found in the cold forests. He lay against his back, still as a log with soft breaths delicately escaping his mouth. He continued to fight away the slow comforts of sleep. Knowing very soon it would be his time to stand watch. Suddenly, he heard a distinctive croak through the nightly air, the sounds of a crow crying for help. His round eyes flashed open at once. Their usual dark brown color .Vox lifted his torso away from the ground. He crawled out from his wicker made tent and dusted himself free from the dirt. Looking around he noticed the three other tents were empty, devoid of any signs of his group members.

He grew curious, but before he acted he ran a thin line of Qi through his ring finger and summoned a thick robe out from his spatial ring. The robe appeared in his grasp, colored nightingale with countless golden stars stitched all over the elegant looking garment.

Vox slung the hooded robe over his slender and frail body. And instantly he disappeared as though he was never there. The incredibly rare item erased all forms of his existence, from his scent to his footsteps, his breaths and most important of all his Qi and aura would be masked from any living being. Not even the keenest magical beast could find him.

This gear was one of his many secrets. None of his company knew he was in possession of such a relic. Just like many mages, most of them concealed their items and magical items.

Vox decided to take a gentle stroll through the forest. They wouldn’t have gotten far he thought, considering this place was still unknown to them and rather dangerous especially without him there. He closed his eyes for a few moments and took three deep breaths. Upon the third exhale he slowly opened his eyes, revealing a brilliant glimmer of scarlet filling his entire iris *Eyes of Aamon* activated

Beneath the eyes of Aamon, all the secrets revealed themselves to him. Not even the sneakiest of creatures belonging to the deep night could escape his eyes. With his expressionless gaze he scanned the depths deeply. And for a few minutes this continued, until his brows slightly lifted upon noticing some things.

Vox saw two groups of people in opposite directions. Only question was...which way should he go.