*Rawr...*
'Rean,' Luxa suddenly called his attention with a Godly Sense Message. 'It is still unwilling.'
Rean narrowed his eyes. 'You mean the feeling you have had since we entered this place?'
'Yes,' Luxa confirmed. The uneasy sensation hadn't disappeared for even a moment, despite everything that had happened underground. Whatever she was sensing was still there, hidden somewhere.
Rean pondered for a moment and gently stroked her fur. 'It's okay. We will deal with whatever comes our way. For now, we will give Azerion's plan a try.'
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Meanwhile...
After Thery's group activated the teleport array and took the airplane to fly away, they met Roan at a previously agreed location. "How was it? Did the bait work?"
Roan nodded. "Yes. The High-Elders thought someone teleported away from the Woster Guarding Grounds, and they're sending their people to investigate the northern side. Many of them are coming themselves."
