The Sentient Spirit remained silent for several long seconds before finally answering. Its voice was eerily calm and devoid of emotion, as though it were carefully considering every possibility before speaking.
"Master, I can sense a strange existence placing its sights on us. If we attempt to leave normally, we will most definitely be attacked and killed."
Hearing its words, Grey heaved a tired sigh.
His expression remained calm, but his mind was already turning over the information the Spirit had given him. The strange gaze that had been watching them from the shadows was clearly not something he could afford to underestimate. Whatever its origin, it had remained hidden even from his perception, yet it seemed capable of detecting their movements.
However, the Sentient Spirit seemed to hesitate before continuing.
