One of Shadow's summons had remained in position the entire time, waiting for the right moment, and now it had come. Without hesitation, Evan took control and directed it inside, slipping through before the entrance was sealed again. That part went smoothly.
The easy part was over.
The real difficulty started now, because they still had no precise idea of what was waiting on the other side of that door.
'This place… something's off,' Evan thought, perceiving what the summon was perceiving through his clone's senses, and the moment he did, one thing stood out immediately.
A vortex of vital energy. Dense, powerful, far beyond anything he had encountered in recent days. Even the beastlord, even Elena , hadn't carried that kind of presence.
'An A-Rank?' he thought, comparing the intensity to the only comparable signature he had sensed since arriving in BranLeaf, the Elite who had come from the capital.
