Compared to the barrage of questions from Samantha, Kant was far more concerned about Angel's current condition. In that fleeting glimpse before arriving in Lasudelan, Angel had seemed uninjured, but he did not dare truly confirm it.
After all, there was still an unknown powerhouse at Angel's side.
However, Kant could not directly ask whether Angel was safe, fearing that such a question might anger the dark-skinned woman. He could only ask vaguely, "Are you all right?"
Angel had just been bombarded by Samantha's questions. When he turned and heard Kant's inquiry, warmth rose in his heart.
"I'm fine."
"If you're well enough, then come back with us." Samantha paused. "Your mentor is waiting for you too."
Though Samantha's tone still carried that air of lofty superiority, they had indeed come intending to bring Angel back. Kant also wanted to know whether Angel could leave with them.
At the very least, once Angel had left this dangerous area, Kant would dare to truly confirm his safety. Then he could ask questions without worrying about angering that supreme powerhouse.
Angel wanted to return as well, but... he looked at Toby and finally sighed inwardly.
"I still have something to do. I can't leave for the time being."
"Why can't you leave? Did that woman imprison you?" Samantha's tone was full of suspicion.
But before Angel could answer, a terrifying pressure that struck fear into the depths of one's soul descended from the heavens and crashed down upon Samantha.
Samantha had nearly exhausted her magic source in her earlier battle with Nitotip. Faced with such violent spiritual pressure, she had no strength to resist. She immediately plunged into boundless darkness. At the end of that darkness, a pair of blue-and-red heterochromatic eyes watched her coldly.
"Ah—" Samantha let out a miserable cry,