"Stay close to me. If anything seems off, act immediately."
When they returned to the vast pile of feathers, everything was still quiet, but the urgency had risen another notch.
After all, besides the countdown to daybreak, they now had to factor in the risk to the two people below.
Leaving A Kai behind to identify some of the feathers' properties from a professional perspective was, of course, a sound arrangement.
But that wasn't the only reason. He and Aiko would also make pretty good bait if they stayed behind.
Don't be so narrow-minded. Splitting up didn't just improve efficiency; it could also weaken their own fighting strength, creating an opening for their enemies.
For example, Aiko and A Kai were clearly no match for the three people on this side.
If there was some hidden malice at work, they would normally be more suitable targets.
Lord Stos had truly taken the word "efficient" to heart.
Of course, the Old Man wasn't simply pushing others into danger. He led by example, and after a casual word of instruction, he charged straight ahead.
He seemed to be on fire. As he passed, scorching beams like the ones that had just incinerated the Feathers and Fish shot from his body, striking one amber after another.
In an instant, he seemed to transform into a prism tower that refracted destruction in every direction.
One could only say that orthodox sects really were something else. They were quite different from the style of an evil god like himself, who turned everything into a tool.
Watching the scene unfold, Fu Qian kept guard while silently marveling.
Lord Stos's methods were certainly flashy and overbearing, but in theory, the results might have been even better if he'd waited a little longer.
Still, although he had meant