All things have purposes; all paths have goals
"Where are they now?"
I put on my night cloak and crouched on my favorite armchair in front of the fireplace, with a cup of warm cocoa in my hands and a little bird dunking its head on it. This kind of exciting news had to be heard in a cozy environment.
"They had reached the border," Heraz reported. And by the border, it meant the empty field between the demon realm and the realm of nature, the one spreading wide behind the Lair. "We spot their scout stopped to look into the cliff, but they came back immediately."
"Probably because they couldn't see anything but the fog, right?" I patted Jade's head so the little bird wouldn't drown from drinking sweet cocoa in its bird form.
Just like how I couldn't see the realm of nature from the cliff, they wouldn't be able to observe the cliff with the barrier cast by the elemental birds.
"Do you think they'll try the cliff first, or instantly look for the river?"