'This could be good… or bad, depending on what we choose to do from now on,' Azrael mused, surveying the faces of the Chosen.
They knew that there were Proven on the other side of the cursed lands, but they hadn't expected to meet them so soon. As they heard the words of Isolde echo in their heads, they halted, wondering what they were supposed to do.
"I suggest we go to them." Azrael was the first one to break the silence. He wanted to get close to them to determine if there was a Cleansed one among them. Usually, he couldn't attack anyone when he was in the bases full of people, but when they were outside in the wilderness? Accidents do happen, and even the mightiest could fall.
He wouldn't bother killing anyone with a Purity Rank of Blessed since he would need to kill a hundred to rank up. This was why he had yet to kill anyone in Seraphina's base; aside from her and Isolde, the others were too weak to net substantial benefits.
