He snapped his eyes open.
This was the fifth Shadow drone that had been destroyed.
And this one had been in the Third Class.
Damon's eyes narrowed.
Something was lurking within those mountains.
Whatever it was, it wasn't targeting people.
It was hunting Shadow drones.
He had underestimated the Anarchy Mountains.
The barrier wasn't the only danger hidden within them.
No.
The barrier was merely one part of the problem.
Damon slowly rose to his feet, his expression growing colder as he looked toward the distant silhouette of the Anarchy Mountains.
If that was the case...
Then Ric and Ranar were in far more danger than he had originally believed.
He turned toward Renata, who stood several meters away with her usual calm expression.
At first glance she appeared perfectly composed.
But Damon noticed the tiny movements of her fingers as they repeatedly fidgeted against one another.
She always did that whenever she was worried.
Even if her face betrayed nothing.
