In the shadow of a corner at the end of the broken stairs, a faint presence had appeared at some unknown point. Bai Huo immediately sensed it at the same time Vivian issued her warning. She held a sacred silver dagger in one hand, while a tiny white spark silently sprang to life at the tip of a finger on her other hand. Tutanin gestured to the other Demon Hunters, and everyone immediately concealed themselves beneath a nearby low wall, masking their presence.
The presence in the shadows drew closer and closer. At last, a figure dressed in black slowly emerged from the darkness. The figure walked forward unhurriedly, seemingly completely unaware that dozens of Demon Hunters were lying in ambush nearby. Only when it came close enough did Hao Ren recognize it as a short woman. She wore the Demon Hunters' signature black outfit, her hair covering most of her face, and there was no weapon to be seen on her. Her steps were slow and weightless, swaying slightly as if she were sleepwalking. The skin visible beneath her hair was deathly pale, making people think of the dead.
The female Demon Hunter in black walked dazedly toward where everyone was hiding, but halfway there, she turned and headed in another direction, as if she really had not noticed their presence. The instant she turned around, Bai Huo suddenly saw the woman's entire face and could not help crying out softly, "...Elder Andal!?"
The other Demon Hunters also recognized the dazed woman as Andal, who had previously been captured by the Elder Council. Everyone's expressions changed, but no commotion broke out. Bai Huo and Tutanin quickly communicated through secret arts. "Elder Andal was captured by the Elder Council shortly after the war began, wasn't she?" "Something's wrong with her