Seeing Phainon step up onto it, Dan Heng also searched for a solution near the bottom of the scales.
On the high platform, Castorice slowly crouched down, her expression slightly unnatural.
"What's wrong with you?" Yan Huan looked over Castorice's condition.
"I... I'm fine." Castorice hugged her knees, raised her head, and replied:
"It's just that... Oloronis's pain is resonating with me."
"I see." Yan Huan looked thoughtful.
In other words, Oloronis was currently in great pain because of the divine miracle.
At first, Yan Huan thought that using the miracles of these Titans meant the Titans were splitting off their power to benefit their believers.
But judging by Oloronis's reaction, it really did taste somewhat like enslavement.
"Wouldn't it be much more convenient to just chisel straight through? Making it hurt makes you hurt too, which is no good for anyone..."
Seeing Yan Huan stand up and look ready to continue chiseling the wall, Castorice quickly spoke out to stop him.
"Please... wait a moment."
"If we can resolve it in the way it approves, we can avoid a fight..."
"A fight is a fight, then." Yan Huan didn't care in the least:
"Didn't the prophecy say that eventually all twelve core flames will fall into human hands? We'll have to do this sooner or later."
"I understand Your Excellency's meaning... but we are still the people of Amphoreus." Castorice's gaze flickered.
"Therefore, maintaining respect for the Titans is only proper, even if our relationship is subtle right now."
Not far away, Phainon stood on the higher end of the scales and bounced up and down, finding that the scales didn't budge at all.
He stepped to the edge and shouted to Dan Heng down below:
* * * "These scales must need something placed on them, Brother Dan