Theron dashed away at his fastest possible speed, not waiting for the guards to question him at all.
He could feel that they were Gold Mancers. Gold Mancers, the most powerful Mancers of this continent, restricted to mere guard duty in this hellish place.
However, they were still just Lower Gold Mancers.
"Dammit! Report this!" one of the guards barked. "The rest of you! With me!"
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A message went to the main council. Unfortunately… there were no elders or the Patriarch present at this moment. They had all surged toward Macie's peak, thinking they had the Demon Soldier pegged.
By the time they realized they had been fooled, the situation would be much different.
Rather than trying to find Theron in their own home territory, the scope of their search radius would become the entire planet, a place much larger than Theron was used to navigating, and yet it also happened to be precisely what he needed right this moment.
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