Sitting atop a cliff, Su Wuwei propped his chin on his hand and watched the people in the distance.
"Banyi, huh. I wonder what these people are planning. Eight Blueprint Drafters, facing over a dozen Calamities from the Lost Legion. Should I help?"
While he hesitated, Banyi lifted a gentle face.
"What should we do? We can't beat them, so everyone should run for their lives. We're not their main targets anyway."
The Calamities of the Lost Legion drew their weapons.
"Who says you aren't? How could Calamities like us possibly find the Divine Miracle everyone wants? Even if we got our hands on it, other powerful people would just kill us and take it.
"Rather than do something so irrational, we might as well have a good, exhilarating fight. Compared to something as dull and boring as treasure hunting, I prefer slaughter."
Banyi clapped, and the eight Blueprint Drafters nearby vanished in a flash. In the blink of an eye, they had put distance between themselves and the Lost Legion and scattered in all directions.
The legion's members chased after the fleeing Blueprint Drafters of the Primordial Beginning Tower like hyenas scenting blood.
A Calamity blind in one eye looked at Banyi.
"You don't seem inclined to run. Have you decided to admit defeat?"
Banyi shook their head. "No, I just wanted to tell you something. Some time ago, the Primordial Beginning Tower experienced an upheaval. It was unprecedented. Perhaps something has gone wrong with the Throne of God."
One-Eyed Calamity raised an eyebrow, sharp teeth grinding together.
"As a Blueprint Drafter, you're actually willing to tell us this?"
Banyi shrugged and chuckled. "I have my own objectives. Consider this information a gift. You can send someone to verify it, and you'll know whether I lied.
"Oh, and some