"Originally, I only wanted to visit all five Shadow Sprite tribes in Andokla Forest and ask whether those little fairies had noticed anything strange. I never expected that I would run into an unexpected gain after only asking the second tribe..."
Ankazan gently pinched some fuel from the pile of "little sticks" beside him and added it to the bonfire. Bathed in the increasingly brilliant white "dayfire," fueled by the efficient combustion of "black leaves," his face appeared even more sharply defined.
No one could tell what the level-thirty-three spellcaster was thinking from the "Burner's" perpetually stern expression. Even the Plague Box, standing so close to him, could not sense the slightest Legendary aura from Ankazan, thanks to the sophisticated and powerful technique he used to conceal his presence.
Few would have imagined that the Burner, a Legendary Mage specializing in evocation and known for such fiery traits as "violence," "flashiness," and "indiscriminate bombardment," possessed such an exceptional method of concealing his aura.
Of course, Keishanoa's concealment skills were also quite good. That was why this "chance encounter" had been possible in the first place. Upon seeing the young Plague Box appear, Ankazan could not help but acknowledge with some surprise:
"Was the concealment spell you used the Sakkart Breath-Holding Technique? Combined with the Shadow Plane's perception-dulling environment, its effect truly becomes extraordinary. Even I failed to notice you in advance..."
"Ha... haha, it seems we really are fated to meet... hahaha."
Well, as the weaker party, the young Mage was hardly delighted by her enemy's praise. She could only respond with a dry, stiff laugh.
In fact, Keishanoa felt every muscle in her body beginning to stiffen. Although she was a brave Legendary who had joined the Executors' operation and had long prepared herself for the legendary sort of