Fantastic. The idiot teammate is on the opponent's side.
Suppressing a smile, Rory maintained a deadly serious look on her face. "The Divine Battlefield is indeed the most fitting place."
Seeing that Rory had agreed, Yilan chimed in hurriedly, "Then what are we waiting for? Let's get moving right now!" She was terrified that if they delayed by even a single second, Rory might change her mind.
Facing Yilan's eager nudging, Bree stood rooted to the spot without budging. She looked at Rory with a gaze steeped in a hint of suspicion. "Rory, are you really willing to wager all of your companions on a bet?"
She wasn't blind. She could tell that Rory cared deeply about these companions of hers. Companions were nothing like unbonded matches; if a Female Master used them as bargaining chips and lost them, their spiritual power would rapidly collapse, leading to self-destruction. Is Rory truly willing to let Vincent and the others die?
