Exposure!

With a thought, Ailin drank a dose of Drowner Heart Essence Fluid. After recovering his nearly depleted strength, he let out a slight gasp and curled his lips.

"Since I'm the Child of Miracle, then the Sorcerer can only be you..."

Though somewhat exhausted, with Henn Gedimidis so close at hand and the dangerous mission about to safely enter a new stage, the witcher could not help but relax slightly and crack a joke.

Vilgefortz shook his head with a bitter smile.

As he rested briefly, the fatigue gradually ebbed away.

Ailin narrowed his eyes at the grand yet ruined temple glowing with Azure Glow in the distance. His heart beat gently in a peculiar rhythm.

"Uirs..."

Silently, Ailin's awareness spread out in an instant. Yet under his control, it did not extend too far, merely enveloping the magnificent but dilapidated temple ahead.

Name: Life Whisper

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Passive Effect: Maintains the power circulation of "Beast Roar: Life Whisper" in daily life. Can:

1. Slowly increase Constitution.

2. Sharply perceive hostility from the surroundings.

Active Effect: Consumes energy to covertly sense all living creatures within range.

Note: Witchers do not die to assassination?

Red points of light appeared in the distant temple, only a sparse few.

Brief information surfaced in his mind, immediately displaying the details of each red point.

Other than one whose amount of information was somewhat exaggerated, the rest were old acquaintances.

"Only four gargoyles and one golem stand between us and Henn Gedimidis."

Ailin dismissed Life Whisper. After taking a deep breath, he softly uttered "Uilas..." again, casting Trap Perception as he walked toward the ancient, ruined temple.

Vilgefortz followed without comment.

At this point, even if Ailin pointed at a cliff and told him there was