At Grunt's orders, the soldiers exchanged doubtful looks with each other. Yet Grunt's expression was deathly solemn, and the soldiers dared not question him further, speeding out of the canyon.

In the blink of an eye, Grunt and Darryl were the only ones left at the cave entrance.

"Darryl Darby!"

Gone was the coldness on Grunt's face, and in its place was a satisfied smirk as he turned to face Darryl. "And so what if you were right? So what if I had been putting up an act with Oliver just now?