"Safe."
Having used the Vision Demon to confirm that the area was completely safe, Shade spoke as he tiredly put away the bead floating above his head. Megan looked equally exhausted. Walking itself was not tiring, but the demon labyrinth's nature accelerated the depletion of Spiritual Power and physical strength.
Fortunately, they had finally made it out. It was 9:43 on Wednesday night. In this season, the Sun had long since vanished beyond the western horizon. Starlight and moonlight could not penetrate the thick fog shrouding the island, and there were naturally no lights in the long-abandoned town. Everything around them was pitch-black. After Megan summoned a ball of light for illumination, visibility in the nearby area returned to daytime levels:
"Did it really let us leave so easily?"
Neither of them had the energy to do anything else. Together, they followed the road they had walked many times that day out of the town, passed through the forest, and returned to the dock. This took another ten-odd minutes. It was nearly ten o'clock, and although the moon eclipse had not yet begun, the perceptive Ring Arcanists could already sense indescribable changes occurring in the spirits of the entire world, especially those in the starry sky.
This was a change in nature and the world, but it was also an excellent opportunity to comprehend Spirit Runes.
Megan's boat was moored at the dock. As it carried the two away, Shade turned to look at the dock vanishing into the fog. He had not relaxed at all. He did not think that Demon would simply let them go, especially him.
He gently rubbed the Demon Hunting Seal on his finger, then noticed that Megan, seated at the bow, was similarly alert:
"The Demon does not seem to be trying to trap