Stray

Nemo was stunned in place, and those sharp black shadows instantly dispersed.

“Don’t worry about us.” Ann landed and blocked back his possible problems. “Forget Cross— You know me. I’m not considerate enough to die for your love life. We got a way, so get out of here while you still can!”

Nemo didn’t ask any more questions. He bowed slightly to his companions in the smoke.

The line of sight was obscured by smoke and the spells were subtly cut off by lightning. He was influenced by other magic arrays, so he still had no way to skillfully control his spells. Fortunately, at this moment, he didn’t need to attack. He just needed to purely escape.

It was dangerous to split open a rift blindly, but he couldn’t be bother at this moment. He just needed to make sure the rift wasn’t on the surface, and it didn’t happen to tear open any creature. As for himself— No matter what was on the other side of the rift, he wouldn’t die easily.

Nemo made a simple gesture, and a long rift was pulled out of the space in front of him. His figure quickly disappeared behind it.

“Okay,” Ann licked her lips and the smoke she raised finally dissipated. “Now it’s going according to the original plan, Cross.”

Not so long ago, in a room at the Roadside Town inn.

“…He cut off the communication.” Ann frowned at the communication crystal that quickly dimmed in her hand. “My intuition is telling me that kid is probably going to do something stupid. His attitude hasn’t been right these past two days. Even if you consider Oliver’s situation, it’s too wrong.”