"Roar."
Void Attendants gazed at the good brother before it, its heart brimming with boundless gratitude.
Heaven knew how many distress signals it had sent out when it was utterly thrashed after misjudging that Demi-Saint's strength.
Yet its companions were either trapped in other perilous lands, had yet to awaken, or had received the signal but sensed the Saint Power fluctuations from the battle here and did not dare come over. After putting on an act against the Holy Domain wall—air—for so long, Void Attendants had long since fallen into despair.
Its sole hope had been that the other party's target was not itself, but another human.
Perhaps they would become so engrossed in fighting to the end that they would truly forget "me," allowing it to cling to its life.
Who could have imagined...
When human reinforcements arrived, Void Attendants would also live to see a companion come to its aid.
What a reliable brother. When all the stone giants had not dared press forward recklessly, this companion had charged up alone, heedless of life and death, and dragged it away.
In the end, the battle was over. Those greedy, life-loving stone giants had all died—how satisfying! Yet it and its companion had survived. This was the power of "helping each other"—brotherhood! "Roar!"
Void Attendants used the language of Void Attendants to express its gratitude toward its companion.
Though even as it felt grateful, it harbored a small doubt—a doubt it had held ever since this companion had appeared.
For instance, why did it look so much like itself?
To humans, Void Attendants all seemed to look alike, but among their own kind, the differences were enormous.
Yet this companion who had risked its life to save it—forget twins, Void Attendants even felt that its blood, strength, bodily structure...