Without question, the man and woman who had come to Punk's magic tower were "Plague Box" and "Thunderstorm," seeking refuge from disaster. Although Keishanoa, whose professional level had only reached twenty-six, had always feared Whisper of Destruction and never wanted to approach Punk-Sean, the ever-expressionless Legendary Killer with his icy gaze, what did a little psychological discomfort and baseless fear matter when a life-or-death crisis arrived?
Thus, half-dragged and half-persuaded by the frantic Diteben, the hesitant young mage finally accepted the terrifying reality of the Pantheon's attack and swiftly used an ultra-long-distance teleportation spell to arrive at the Hatak vast plain of the Faerun plane.
Of course, Whisper of Destruction was no longer the ordinary Legendary "little mage" who had just joined the Silent Alliance all those years ago. He was now a powerful spellcaster with his own magic tower and a formidable reputation. Therefore, the two Legendary professionals who intended to seek shelter under his roof could hardly stand beneath the tower and rudely shout for an audience. They could only first find Lindon Hughes, the construct steward that patrolled the magic tower day after day, and ask the "giant spider" to notify the true master of Morningstar Tower.
However, all they received was the answer, "Please wait patiently," along with the blatant, utterly unsophisticated close surveillance of a vacant-looking construct...
Honestly, Lindon Hughes's "surveillance" could not even be called surveillance. This construct steward, which had not been fitted with an "Observer" module, had merely incorporated Diteben and Keishanoa's temporary camp into part of its patrol route.
It would make a round in the morning, another at noon, and after completing the magic tower's basic maintenance work in the evening, it would simply stay in the camp all night, staring without blinking at its surveillance targets with eight crimson