Lynn watched the bat-winged creature soar into the sky, unable to keep himself from yearning after it.
If he could catch one of those things, wouldn't he be able to roam the Wizarding World at will?!
Unfortunately, True Spirits were still far too distant for him.
Lynn continued following behind Cersei. The two left the teleportation area and headed toward the Bone Spire.
The remaining Stigmas also departed the teleportation hall one after another, scattering in different directions.
Only the Apprentices and low-ranking Wizards who had yet to fully process what they had just witnessed remained in the hall.
A young Apprentice was the first to speak, his voice carrying unconcealed excitement:
"Holy shit—did you see that? Lord Lynn fought twenty-three Stigma-level beings by himself! He even drove them off!"
Someone beside him chimed in, "Didn't you see those demons he took in? Thirteen of them! Those were thirteen Stigma-level beings, and he actually suppressed them!"
Another person cut in:
"How many Stigma-level combatants does he even have under him? Those two people, those three dragons, and the ones who appeared at the beginning—they were all anything but ordinary!"
"And who knows how many more he has hidden in that domain? If he could suppress thirteen Stigmas, he must have plenty of hidden strength too."
"You know, Lord Lynn has always kept such a low profile. Who would've thought he'd hidden himself so deeply? There must be twenty Stigmas in that domain, right?"
The first person shook his head. "No idea, but there's definitely more than what he's shown so far."
Someone sighed. "When he came back and was surrounded by so many big shots, I thought he was done for today."
"Then he pulled out a Memory Stone and instantly stunned everyone present."
The person beside him nodded. "Who