Jarrod narrowed his eyes in light of this new development. "Three days to save the world, eh? I suppose that's plenty of time by his standards. Besides, I get the feeling that we'll have to kill him, not Yggdrasil per se, cause who knows how long that'll take."

Placing his sword on the table, Jarrod grinned in the midst of all this anguish and tension. "Alright everyone, we move out tomorrow at the crack of dawn. I suggest you all finish whatever business you have in this town tonight, because we've just started the clock to Doomsday."