After thirty minutes had passed, Goyeon returned, and he wasn't empty-handed either. A piece of cloth stuck out of his mouth. "Did you bring something back?"
He grabbed the cloth, light green in colour, made from high-quality fabric. This clearly belonged to one of the kids. Or someone connected to them. Goyeon had travelled all the way to a village outside of Sea City. This was where the scent was the strongest.
"This is a lead! Good job, Goyeon!"
The little dragon chirped in response.
~*~
Wooyun felt nervous as he knocked on the Demon Lord's door. They hadn't spoken to each other since morning, and the anticipation mixed with the anxiety of seeing him left a lump the size of a rock in his throat.
