Asher stood in silence, his hair whipping backward as the carriage rolled forward. He simply listened to the sound of the remnants of lightning bolts crackling in the air.
After a moment, he turned to Lyra and spoke, "I will be returning to my cultivation. If more come, you can handle them, but if any are at the Myth-Class, I will take them on myself," he ordered.
"Yes, Young Master," Lyra replied.
Asher vanished from his position and reappeared within the carriage. He settled Virelass across his knees, then entered a state of cultivation. Since there was a little over a week left on the road, he would spend the remaining time cultivating.
As he remained in cultivation, Lyra simply burned every Monster that came close alive without a change in expression. She didn't unsheathe her sword, leave her position, or say anything.
