In the Underworld, there was no passage of time, nor could one feel time at all. It had been like this throughout eternity, but Remus could still keep count in his heart. If he wasn't mistaken, almost a day had passed.
Flip noticed Remus' worry and said, "You don't need to worry, Mr. Windrow. If you look in the distance, you can see people sitting cross-legged there... Although they are giant beasts in disguise, there are still people here, so your presence won't cause a commotion. On the contrary, these creatures can't tell that you're human and will think you're a giant beast too, which will save you a lot of trouble. "
Remus looked in the direction Flip was pointing at and indeed saw several "people" sitting cross-legged there.
The space around them was empty, with the other beasts keeping their distance, not daring to come near. In that case, it could indeed save him a lot of trouble.
He looked at Flip and said, "I'm heading toward Netherhold's main gate, where the human specters gather. It's not convenient for you to go there, so let's part ways here."
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