"What did you say? Survive in a void storm?"
Angel saw Tree Spirit's question and was about to reply, "Yes," when a second message arrived.
"Are you trying to get yourself killed?"
Even through plain, emotionless text, Angel could feel Tree Spirit's astonishment rushing at him.
Angel replied, "Is there really no way to survive in a void storm?"
When Tree Spirit saw Angel ask again, he knew Angel genuinely wanted an answer.
After a moment's thought, Tree Spirit replied, "Even Rhein and I could only retreat if we encountered a void storm. I can't think of any way... Unless you had a spatial item that reduced the risk of spatial collapse, and it would have to be above Legendary rank. Then you might barely survive in a void storm for a short time."
"Or you could have a mysterious object immune to spatial effects. But I've never heard of such an object, and Kulori's records mention nothing like it either. So stop entertaining wild ideas."
New City, first floor of Rosewater Hall.
After sending his reply, Tree Spirit wondered why Angel had suddenly asked about this.
Could he be trapped in a void storm?
If he really were trapped in one, would he have time to log into Dream Wilderness? Let alone leisurely discuss the update announcement with the development team earlier. He certainly hadn't acted like someone trapped in a void storm.
While Tree Spirit was still puzzled, the doors of Rosewater Hall opened. Iron Armor Granny walked in, followed by a water-blue civet cat: Rain Civet.
Tree Spirit looked up. "Didn't you go to Dumartin's to pick up both of them? Why did only Rain Civet come back with you? Where's Traveling Frog?"
A thought seemed to strike him, and he frowned. "Don't tell me Dumartin already