"Ah, this really was a bedraggled mess. Still, good thing Pallepheni was decisive when it counted."
As Li Wei inspected the wounds across his chest and abdomen—scales peeled back and flesh mangled from Red Shroud self-destructing her petrified incarnation—he turned and bared his teeth in praise.
"Of course, the reason we managed to save that idiot Waukeen without any real mishap on this trip was still thanks to you, Zariel.
"Hmm???
"Zariel? Zariel??
"Fuck, where did she go?"
Li Wei was stunned to his very draconic core. Where had his huge fallen angel underling run off to?
Could it be that the spatial environment during teleportation was too violent and chaotic, so when we were scattered by the spatial currents, we ended up in different places?
He immediately recognized the most likely teleportation accident. In fact, amid the spatial chaos back then, this already counted as one of the luckier possibilities.
He could only console himself that way.
If that was really what had happened, at least they still had a chance to meet up later.
And with Zariel's strength, even if she had truly been flung into some backwater corner of Coriel, she had what it took to survive.
But Zariel had been his greatest guarantee of Combat Strength and confidence on this journey. His golden thigh had suddenly gone missing, leaving him with the same helpless feeling as going on a long trip without a phone charger, an ant having its antennae snipped off, or a cat with its whiskers singed.
Or rather, it was that fear of insufficient firepower that rose from the depths of his soul.
If he had truly arrived in that Floating Mountain range, which had most likely already suffered Void corruption, then this place was no safer than Graz'zt's Triple Kingdom.
Relying on