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Additionally, it was hypothetically helpful for Arumoro to remain at Warrenhold so that the reaper could relay any new information from his brothers' reapers.

The reason that was hypothetical was because their reapers had not received any updates from them in several days, which suggested that their brains were most likely frozen somewhere

Leo, for his part, wasn't much for conversation--which shouldn't have been surprising, Raul supposed. He'd heard through the grapevine that Leo was actually a bit of an oddball, but Raul hadn't seen it. Thus far, the man had been all business.

And of course, that fight with Leo in Capaporo was still on Raul's mind. Having witnessed that horror show firsthand, seeing all of his brethren cut down and taken captive by this man--that was sort of thing that left a lasting impression.

But then again, Leo did look like a different person, now. What a difference a clean haircut and suit could make.

Honestly, it still boggled Raul's mind how a person like this--who'd been such a terrifying enemy not so long ago--could have been recruited to their side.

Lord Goffe really was incredible.

All the more reason not to let him down, Raul thought.

Leo's turn to rest soon arrived, and Raul moved to wake Cousin Melchor. As they were transitioning, however, Orric spoke up.

'I sense someone is approaching from the southwest,' the reaper said. 'Six souls. Three are reapers, I think. I don't recognize any of them.'

Miro was to the north, and if Orric didn't recognize them, then they couldn't have been any of the enemies that they'd already fought.

It could've been a group of Abolish reinforcements, though. In fact, that seemed the most likely.

"Are they on foot?" said Cousin Melchor.

'No, they're flying. And at a very low altitude, so I don't think they're in a plane, either.'