Elian's POV
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"Elian? Did you want to tell me something?" Axel asked from the shower but little did he know that Elian was already dressing up as fast as he could.
"Uh... Nothing really." Elian said with a slight tremble in his voice, adjusting the strap of his underwear before sliding into a plain white shirt. "Just wanted to tell you I'm heading out."
There was a long, nerve-wrecking pause after he said that.
Elian swallowed hard, buckling his pants and adjusting his hair.
[Wow, he has the time to adjust his hair when Estella is seconds away from leaving.]
Elian breathed out with frustration. 'Aren't you the one who said I have two days for this mission?'
[Yes. But that was last night. Here's the current countdown now:]
Elian squinted his eyes when he saw the timer on the translucent screen in front of his face.
40:05:12...
That's about forty hours.
"That's still enough—"
