"Here's the thing. According to the map, there's a Lift at the far end of this forest that leads straight to the surface. We can use that," Zhao Si said.
Godrick's wounds had healed. "But how do we get there? And that's not even the main problem. Earlier, you said they couldn't go to the surface."
"Ah, I said the people over on that side might go to the surface." Zhao Si lay flat on the ground. "Could you stop getting hung up on things like that? I can be wrong sometimes, you know."
"All right, all right. Let's focus. How do we get through this forest?" Godrick asked.
"Can you act as bait?" Zhao Si barely needed to think before coming up with the idea.
"Me, act as bait?" Godrick meant that he disagreed.
Zhao Si said, "You're a Demigod. You can take more punishment than anyone. Besides, you can't die, right? And Helena will be healing you."
"But it hurts. It'll really hurt." Godrick's lips trembled a little. "Pain scares me more than anything."
"Come on, help us out. You're golden! Show some backbone. We're carrying something that can help your own father now. What's a little pain for your father's sake?" Zhao Si's words were practically no different from brainwashing.
Godrick hid behind a tree trunk, still wavering. "Isn't... isn't there any other way?"
"Sorry, my intelligence is limited. This is the only plan I can think of right now. We're up against a sniper. The enemy's out in the open while we're hidden. This is our only option." As Zhao Si spoke, he took the Glintstone Thompson out of his Inventory.
He was prepared. As long as he could find the Ancestor Spirit archer's position, he could let rip and turn the archer into a sieve.