Deep in the Tree Sea, after dealing with that freak Nothingness, Achill wandered aimlessly through the forest like a headless chicken.
"Damn it, did I make a little too much of a commotion when I used Daiguren Hyōrinmaru earlier..." Achill trudged helplessly through the weed-choked Tree Sea, muttering to himself with a headache. "My magic has thrown all the magical signatures in the Tree Sea into chaos. Even with my powerful senses, finding Erza and the others by their magical signatures is going to be a hell of a challenge..."
"Ah, forget it. I'll take things as they come." Since he had already wiped out Oración Seis, Erza and the others presumably faced no further danger. Achill therefore felt no urgency, even if he could not get in touch with them right away.
With nothing else to do, Achill suddenly remembered that the bare-chested former member of Oración Seis he had gravely wounded was apparently still lying unconscious back there. He wondered whether she had woken up yet.
Whatever the case, he had already earmarked that bare-chested woman for Macho Kasaya. Leaving her badly wounded and unconscious did not seem quite right.
At that thought, the thoroughly bored Achill immediately decided to search for the bare-chested woman, whose whereabouts were unknown and whose recovery from unconsciousness was also unknown. Come to think of it, why qualify both those statements with that uncertain word—unknown?
Oh, the answer was actually simple. Achill genuinely had no idea where the bare-chested woman was lying now. He had indeed knocked her unconscious himself, but then again, he had been in an extremely harmonious and extremely bizarre state at the time. How would he have known the way? Angel had simply popped up of her own accord to seek revenge, and he had left immediately after