The chaos continued in the store until well after dark, when the last of the shoppers returned to their homes, in advance of the city's imposed curfew.
It had been placed to keep everyone safe from the Crocolisk attacks, in case something made it past the guards, and it hadn't been lifted yet.
It would most likely stay in effect for a few more days, but Prince Nathan realized that it posed an issue for Karl and the others.
"Are you going to sleep here in the warehouse? Or is everyone moving to your hidden space?" He asked.
Karl shrugged. "I don't see a reason we can't all go to the Tiny World. I will just leave someone on watch in case there is an attack, and we're needed.
It wouldn't do for us to be out of contact when we're actually in the city during an attack."
The chances that they would be needed were low, but never zero. At least not with Karl's luck.
