Volgograd (23)

Within the hidden underground camp, dim magical lamps illuminated the damp stone walls, while the cramped space was thick with a stifling air that had been suppressed for far too long.

Some lay down, others sat, each silent. Unable to bear it any longer, Dana walked over to Ang, dropped down beside him, and sighed.

"Ang, when can we get out? I'm getting so bored I'm about to grow mold." He leaned lazily against the stone wall, his tone full of obvious boredom and irritation.

Ang glanced at him, his voice steady but firm. "The exact time is still uncertain."

"But as soon as the Empire makes its move, we'll know. Once they launch an attack on the Lizardmen Camp, we can move with them."

"But those ordinary lizardmen can't threaten us at all. Didn't we harass them with guerrilla tactics before?" Dana said unwillingly.

Ang gently shook his head, his expression grave. "It's different now. There's a genuine Lizardman Legendary Expert in that Lizardmen Camp."

"If we keep operating around the outskirts like before, we'll be gambling with our lives. The only result will be our exposure and extermination."

Hearing this, the enthusiasm on Dana's face faded as well, and he could only fall silent in frustration.

He knew Ang never spoke without reason. Since Ang had said so, the situation was definitely no joke.

"Captain," Maya, who was sitting cross-legged nearby, spoke up.

Her gaze was calm, but her tone carried an impossible-to-ignore directness. "Since there's nothing to do right now, why not set up a Magic Teleportation Array? We can return to Amnath City to rest while leaving a few people behind to monitor the lizardmen's movements."

Ang looked at her, his expression slightly surprised.

He knew Maya came from one of the Great Nobles and possessed