As it turned out, his decision to leave things in the hands of the small rat had been the right choice.
Before leaving Redscale Island, Cain had constructed, a second spatial anchor, one that didn't link to the shrine in the {Willow Direwolves} camp.
In the end,the situation had come to a resolution? Or something very close to that.
Anathe, Roc and Ambrosia had agreed to supplying him with resources for access to the spatial gates. Of course, with Blatt taking care of the logistics.
And the Mutant Beast had managed to handle it very well. As it turned out, the {Black-hide Rat} was much more capable than he had given it credit for.
With that, the spatial gates leading to continent of Aderra were always active.
Roc and Ambrosia had chosen locations across the shoreline that was close enough to th conditions of their homes, while Anathe had decided not to begin expansion just yet.
Rising from his bed, Cain huffed deeply.
