Among the group, her combat strength did not rank highly, especially since her true body's power was relatively lacking. If she rashly joined the operation to surround and kill Number Two, she would likely become a burden—or even a point of breakthrough.
Therefore, it was better for her to remain behind and guard the carriage, in case Number Two was driven to desperate measures.
Meanwhile, Dark was dealing with the "Aries Rescue Team," which kept flying back carrying little bats.
Oli had been carefully observing the little lambs' condition, but she found that the "Vampire," Nalar, was cautious to a suffocating degree. Not a single little bat showed any abnormality. Even when the little lambs rode on their backs, they did not gather power to counterattack.
She had done some research on Vampires and knew that the bats they split into could merge in small groups to form larger bats. But Nalar had not done so.
This excessive caution, focused solely on fleeing, left her with no trail to follow.
"There's no helping it. We can only catch as many bats as possible, stew them all in one pot, and see if we can cook something out of them."
Muttering to herself, Oli summoned a pot the size of a room and ordered the little lambs to toss every little bat into it.
Of course, she could not start steaming or stir-frying them now. This pot was actually a kind of "prison"; once the lid was closed, it became an enclosed space.
However, it would take some time for all the little lambs to return. Thus, she did not rush to the eastern battlefield immediately.
And since Oli had not set out, Dark naturally had no intention of exposing himself to completely unnecessary danger.
He landed in front of the