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"I'll go talk to the Queen, right now," said Hector. "Levinox, please meet me at the Entry Tower in half an hour."

'Okay.' He motioned to two other reapers behind him. 'Rokoz and Orongel are also connected to the scouting team. They should probably come with us, too, in case something happens to my connection.'

Hector paused at that, thinking it over. It was a fair point. If Cristina Sebolt somehow ended up killed, captured, or separated from the Sandlords, then meeting up with them would become a lot more difficult.

But he didn't want to overcommit, either. These three reapers were their only connection to the scouting team--and by extension, the Sandlords. The scouting team did have more non-servant members as backup, but Hector didn't want to rely on them unless he had to. The non-servants of the team were meant to provide support for the servants in the field, not to send intel back to Warrenhold. He didn't want to divide their attention any more than was absolutely necessary when lives were on the line.

"Alright, but not both of them," said Hector. "One reaper needs to stay here and keep Warrenhold updated on what's happening out there."

The three reapers looked between themselves for a moment, then gave Hector an acknowledging nod.

'Very well,' said Levinox.

And with that, he left the Rainlord heads there to converse with the scouting reapers and Sandlords. They probably had a lot to talk about and not much time to do it in.

He made his way over to the Tower of Night again.

Lynn followed, of course. "Seems like you're being pulled in a hundred different directions, lately."

"Sorry," said Hector. "I was... really looking forward to spending time with you and the Queen tomorrow."

"Today, you mean. It's after midnight already."

"Right." He wondered if there was anything he could do to make it up to them.