"Shut up."
Zeke Veridian's fingertip curved a Wind Blade, accurately slicing through a stalk amidst the pile of rice before Malachi Arcanus, the warning in the action clear.
Malachi Arcanus pouted, muttering, "Pretentious."
He stopped talking and got down to work seriously.
Inside the shelter.
"Caelan Phoenix, Lian Phoenix."
Luna Sutton withdrew her gaze, lowered her voice, and spoke to the two Old Phoenixes, "Take Jago and ten clever Beastmen, and go quietly to the cliff to the north of the Winged Tiger Tribe. Remember, only extract the copper ore, and be quick."
Caelan Phoenix stroked his beard and nodded, "Rest assured, Mistress. In my youth, covert... ahem, covert actions were my specialty."
"Yes, act discreetly, and remember not to let the Winged Tiger Tribe discover you."
She deliberately lowered her voice, afraid that Caleb Manning would hear, as it was not a good decision to have him as a Guardian, making it inconvenient to talk or act.
