fynovel Chapter 1077: The President’s daughter (3)
Chapter 1077: The President’s daughter (3)
Chapter 1077: The President’s daughter (3)
Erik and his team arrived at Sleb Harbour's airport. The air was tense. Even though the mission seemed simple, Erik felt worried, nervous, and alert. The mission was important, and Erik knew it could provide great results, and that was why he felt that way.
The problem was that the group had to be careful and sneaky to make sure no one realized they were actually going to replace Turke's daughter and her entourage.
Erik and the Chimaeric Demons he was with entered the airport.
Sleb Harbour's airport was busy and modern. The terminal had high ceilings and large windows, making the place flooded by light.
There were screens showing flight times, and security guards keeping watch.
The airport was busy. People were walking around, and there were many sounds-
announcements, luggage belts moving, and people talking.
However, the airport wasn't as crowded as it would have been during peacetime. The ongoing war had affected the number of travelers, and Erik could see in their faces what effect the war had brought on the population.
Many people looked worried and tired. Their eyes were sunken, and their faces were pale. There was clear stress on them, fear even, which could be seen in the way they stood and looked around. People spoke quietly, often with long pauses.Nôv(el)B\\jnn
Erik gave a quick look around and focused his attention on the people. They were missing- those who had been called to fight in the war.
Friends, family members, and coworkers had left to serve, leaving a noticeable gap. The people who remained seemed to move with sadness, thinking about those who weren't there.
The place had too few people, but at least 500 Chimaeric Demons must have been here.
There was a look of determination on Erik's face, and that was because the mission was a onetime chance to really get a hold on Hin.
Erik split from the rest of the group and turned into a bug. No one was going to find out he had shapeshifted, but he couldn't be certain, and for sure, he had a knack that things were going to turn ugly for some reason. He was that lucky, after all.
Among the travelers, there were no blackguards disguised. He flew close to the ground, zipping past people's feet and under benches.
In the meantime, each member of the group started going into position.
Some of the Chimaeric Demons headed to the security checkpoint. This was where people had
to go through metal detectors and have their bags scanned.
The Chimaeric Demons knew this was a key spot to watch, as it was the last place people went before entering the main part of the airport.
In case they had problems, for example, the target might flee the landing site and reach here; they could use that as a last line of attack. Or, in case they got attacked, it would serve as another checkpoint preventing people from going to the plane.
But these weren't the only places where the Chimaeric Demons went. Some acted as roaming guards; some others went into offices in case the target tried to hide; others acted as cleaners and roamed around bathrooms to prevent the target from hiding there.
There wasn't a single place in that airport that wasn't under the Chimaeric Demons' control.