As his teacher had said, this thing would hunt nearby after arriving. If it failed, or could not find suitable prey in the area, its continued weakening would cause it to shrivel into a little ball and enter an entirely different state. Perhaps it would become hard, perhaps utterly silent, perhaps like a stone, and then wait quietly for the arrival of stronger, higher-level Invaders from another world.
Ruger blinked. These abilities seemed impressive, but he kept feeling they were geared more toward ordinary people. These Invaders did not seem to have pointed their fangs in the right direction yet.
But as far as this boneless Invader was concerned, even its supposed troublesome nature could be easily seen through by someone like the Beast-Eared Witch. It supposedly concealed itself rather than directly possessing someone, but sensitive Wizards would naturally notice something wrong with their companions. Besides, if those people had not wanted to take it out in perfect condition, it might never have had the chance to complete its so-called possession. Once it left its possessed state, many of its marvelous strengths were greatly diminished. If the aim was simply to eradicate it, a Wizard could easily deal with it from a distance.
It would not even take Wizards of their caliber. Ruger believed a One-Ring Wizard, or even some Apprentices, could effectively injure or kill it in its purely flesh-and-blood humanoid state.
Before this thing swallowed a person, it was nowhere near as troublesome as the Emberfolk.
Even at their most troublesome, the two posed different kinds of difficulties: one could rise again from the ashes, while the other could blend into a crowd.
Perhaps the other Invaders would each prove troublesome in their own different ways.
As he chatted intermittently with his teacher, his teacher gradually stopped speaking