A kilometer away from Thoren's position, two figures hiding beneath a massive rock stood frozen.
They blended perfectly with their surroundings, their bodies almost indistinguishable from the enormous rock behind them.
Their camouflage was top-notch, making them nearly impossible for ordinary people to detect.
Even if a high-level Awakener appeared nearby, without sufficiently powerful perception, detecting them would still be extremely difficult.
"I can't wait for our shift to be over. This is exhausting," one of them complained, his voice carrying barely restrained frustration.
"I feel the same. If we didn't lack a way to complete our trial, do you think I would have joined this guild?" the second figure responded, his voice dripping with indignation.
"You're right. Those bastards promised to help us with our trials, but instead, they have been using us like their dogs," the other responded, equally furious.
