Chapter 73: The Best Defense
Azrael blinked. Once. Twice. Thrice.
"I’m sorry?" he asked, after managing to gather his composure.
He had seen a well Logan described, but the thought of entering one had never crossed his mind. From his own observations, he had concluded they were bottomless, and Cinder had even claimed there were monsters inside.
Logan laughed weakly, scratching the back of his head.
"While we were on another mission to dive deeper into the Ruined Kingdom territory, I had a small misstep and found myself at the bottom of a well."
"As it turned out, the weird bottomless feeling we get while staring at the wells is some kind of spell, or perhaps magic." James chimed in, since Logan became more nervous by the second.
"The bottom isn’t actually that deep," he added. "But the tunnel itself is. We’d have to walk for miles. And since we can’t be sure the interior won’t collapse while we’re down there, we can’t risk running or enhancing our speed with skills, items, or magic."
Azrael nodded thoughtfully. It seemed that even the most mundane things held great secrets, as long as one was willing to risk their life to test them.
He glanced at his armor. Truth Devourer, the Radiant armor shimmered, seemingly eager for a fight to the death in pursuit of power.
’A tool, just like its master,’ he thought.
"If the camp was attacked because of that discovery," Azrael began, turning to Seraphina, "then it means they’ll strike again soon."
"The best defense is offense." She stood up, drawing every gaze toward her striking figure.