Roland's reasoning was clear and direct, tinged with the decisiveness of a final gamble.
Despite the limited intelligence, he was certain beyond a doubt that the source of the land's bizarre transformation was the Witch Demon controlling the Negative Energy.
Thus, if they could just kill or drive it away, their current predicament would be resolved.
Previously, he had chosen to retreat from the Land of Mist instead of following Graham to fight in Broken Stone Canyon. While the disparity in their power was one factor, a deeper reason was his own deeply ingrained caution.
As his understanding of this world gradually deepened, that sense of vigilance grew ever stronger.
He had always resisted acting rashly on insufficient information.
But now, he had no other choice.
Roland's gaze swept over his surroundings.
The Magic City Jiles had reappeared, and the very ground was slowly twisting and warping in its wake, taking on a deeply unsettling quality.
