Angel looked up at the battle in the sky.
Nitotip had blanketed a stretch of space with rain clouds, temporarily sheltering the two Blood Cocoons. The wizards were trying every possible way to break through the rain clouds, but with little success. Nitotip's combat power within the rain clouds was terrifying.
At present, the two sides were locked in a standoff. Nitotip clearly meant to stall for time—first, to let the demons emerge from their cocoons sooner; second, to wait for the Void Tremor to be carried out.
If I want to break through the encirclement and send word, now is the best time, Angel mused.
Time waited for no one. The path through Fafnir was blocked, and the only thing he could do now was rely on speed to break through the encirclement. After pondering for a while, Angel quietly made up his mind.
Before leaving, there was still one thing he needed to do.
Naturally, he could not take Toby with him, so he had to find someone to watch over Toby while he was gone. Angel glanced at Fafnir, then slowly shifted his gaze to Canaan... In the end, Angel looked back at Fafnir.
Canaan was a demon, after all, and Angel could not fully trust him. Though Fafnir could not be trusted absolutely either, Toby was connected to Odecras's mission. Fafnir should not refuse.
With that in mind, Angel said, "Lord Fafnir, I wonder... Hm?"
He had barely spoken half the sentence, having only called Fafnir's name, when Angel sensed an unusual presence from outside. Someone seemed to be approaching.
It was not only Angel who sensed it. Canaan also furrowed his brow and looked beyond the barrier of the Wind Domain. "Shopkeeper, shadows are gathering outside."
Angel extended a mental tendril beyond the Wind Domain