The two scouting puppets had both shattered, and both had gone to red screen first.
This was definitely no coincidence. They could only have suffered the same kind of attack. They had been flying at low altitude, and no pillars of flame had shot skyward from the lava lake's surface, so the culprit had to be elemental lifeforms lurking within the lava lake.
Angel was not surprised by this. He had already prepared himself for the scouting puppets to be damaged. It was only a pity that he had not managed to discern who had attacked them.
The destruction of the puppets did not affect Angel. He steadied his slightly unsettled emotions and continued controlling the scouting puppets as they explored.
Thirty seconds later, the feeds of three more low-flying scouting puppets simultaneously turned red.
This time, Angel had not taken his attention off them at all. Yet even so, he had not discovered what had happened to the scouting puppets, or why their feeds had changed without any warning.
A few seconds later, the three scouting puppets with red feeds shattered and were scrapped.
Angel was still immersed in his doubts when he discovered that more scouting puppets had come under attack.
This time, however, they were not low-flying puppets, but scouting puppets flying at high altitude. Five high-altitude puppets had been surrounded, and the attackers' appearance entered Angel's sight.
They were creatures wreathed in green flames.
They were roughly two meters long. Their front halves had the heads and forepaws of Finks Cats, while their rear halves had completely turned into segmented worms, trailing long tails behind them. They had neither hind legs nor wings, yet they could still fly through the air, and at tremendous speed.
Moreover, these elemental creatures lived in groups. There were only five