The surrounding scenery changed rapidly, and my location shifted to a small garden. It was a strange experience, as if I had used a teleportation technique without taking a single step.
“Ah, this is bad.”
I couldn’t sense any other presence around me. I had avoided the melee, but I was completely separated from Thesilid and the others.
Left alone, the only sounds around me were the splashing of the fountain and the rustling of the garden trees’ leaves.
<We’ve all been scattered.>
“I’m worried about Epiden and the others. They’re weak and need to hide well.”
<Is there a way to regroup?>
“I can find Reed.”
<Really? How?>
[“The Scales that Judge Souls” is moved, asking if it’s the power of love.]
It was the power of strategy and quick thinking. As soon as I heard the 3-second countdown, I took a small…