At Shelter 102, Donlow was anxiously waiting for word from Drumph.
It had already been an entire day since Drumph had left the shelter to head for the Imperial Capital. Under normal circumstances, he should have already spoken with Luca, and by now Donlow should have received Luca's thoughts through him.
"Why hasn't any news come through yet? Could it be that Drumph has run into trouble as well?"
Pacing back and forth in her office, Donlow's mind kept conjuring up one possible mishap after another.
"I can't just sit here waiting any longer. I need to reach out to him myself!"
Her patience was finally worn thin; Donlow resolved to initiate contact with Drumph.
Just then, the door to her office was suddenly knocked on.
"Come in!"
The door opened, and Fuzzsir stepped inside.
"Nova suddenly showed up at the entrance of the shelter. She says she has something very important to discuss with us. Should we let her in?"
The message caught Donlow somewhat by surprise.
