Sokya had no time to care about Solam's thoughts. He stared intently at the figure slowly climbing to its feet. He had been watching Solam's battle with the monster, so he naturally knew just how troublesome the thing was.
The monster's raw strength was beneath notice before Sokya, a high-ranking Legend. But the problem was that Sokya had no particularly good way to deal with it either. Only Solam's peculiar power could handle it.
Speaking of Solam's peculiar power, Sokya had his own doubts. He was no fool and could naturally see that the power Solam used bore a striking resemblance to the monster before them.
That was hardly a good sign. If they had not been too busy to discuss it with Solam, Sokya would definitely have interrogated him thoroughly, lest he stray down the wrong path.
Under Sokya's tense gaze, the figure across from them finally swayed as it sat up.
But when the figure raised its head, Solam smiled.
"Cough, cough... Hehe, Digla, you're awake!"
Sokya immediately turned to look at Solam, wanting to confirm whether what he said was true.
"Sigh... I have the one in the sky to thank for that." Reason finally returned to Digla's eyes, though they were still filled with deep exhaustion. Regaining control of his body had been an enormous burden on him as well.
"Those things seemed very afraid of the one in the sky, so they gave me an opportunity to temporarily gain the upper hand."
It turned out that Saint Peter III's use of the divine descent spell to summon the will of the Lord of Radiance had thoroughly terrified those monsters. They had only just been born and understood nothing, possessing only the most basic instincts of life.
The appearance of a deity meant tremendous pressure to