Xius stepped out of the void.
His vivid red hair was exceptionally dazzling beneath the sunlight.
Yet completely at odds with that flamboyant hair color was his cold, stern face. His bearing blended blazing fire with frigid ice, full of contradictions, yet possessed an overwhelming sense of presence.
Placed within a crowd, he would undoubtedly be the one who stood out like a crane among chickens.
Xius came to a stop atop the soft Cloud Soil. He first looked toward Sanders, a trace of wariness in his eyes. Only then did he slowly turn his head, fixing his gaze on Angel.
When he saw that Angel was safe and sound, the great weight in his heart finally fell away, and he secretly let out a breath of relief.
Yesterday, when he discovered that Yurika had used Crimson Sovereignty on Angel, he had been badly startled. Most importantly, the Phantom Demon master renowned throughout the Southern Region's Wizarding World had been nearby at the time.
Xius still remembered the terrifying look in Sanders's eyes when he entered the sealing circle and saw Angel struck by the red light!
Xius had even thought that Sanders would make a move the very next second.
Fortunately, Yurika saw... Hobson and fled of her own accord.
After finding Yurika, Xius brought her back to Exile Space. All night long, Xius had been on tenterhooks, because everyone struck by Crimson Sovereignty had gone mad.
He had thought Angel would be no exception. He had even prepared himself for a confrontation with Sanders.
Fortunately, Angel had not been harmed.
Just as Sanders had said, things had not yet reached their worst point.
Although Xius was somewhat curious as to why Angel had not been affected, this was not the time to discuss it.
He reined in the