Amid the dim, endless clouds and mist lay a chaos where there was not even a single passable path.
Lightning flashed and faded outside the hut, weaving through the churning storm as though it could tear the sky apart at any moment.
I had no choice but to count myself lucky that I'd survived this storm.
I also had no choice but to face the next problem before me: when Leomon's Hut wore off in eight hours, should I keep expending spell slots to maintain the shelter, or look for a chance to escape the storm?
How was I supposed to get out?
Though the wind and rain raged outside, the hut's interior was tranquil as a harbor after the rain. Tang Qi did not even need to raise his voice for everyone to hear him. "The flight granted by fairy dust can't possibly keep us balanced against the storm. Once we leave the spell's protection, we can hold our birthday banquet tomorrow."
"Is your birthday tomorrow?" Shalti failed to grasp the point.
"I don't have money to buy a present. Can you give me some?"
Strictly speaking, A Group of Adventurers was not a commercial mercenary company and had no such thing as wages. All team funds were held by Tang Qi, so Dawn did not even have money to buy a gift.
"I'll prepare a gift for you. Can you let me go?"
The harpy girl curled up on the other side of the hut, keeping as much distance from them as possible.
"I meant tomorrow will be the first day of our lives—forget it. What a bunch with no sense of humor."
Tang Qi sighed, then turned to the harpy girl. "So, do you know what's going on outside? Why does it look like there's a giant