Damned Healer

Darian took a deep breath, thinking. They were in the lower region of the second row — someone with just two rings wasn't supposed to be there. Even Vahnu, the female elder with three rings, was constantly in danger in this place.

That could only mean one thing... those three were the elite among the two rings, and they had some insane blessings that made them just as effective as those with three rings.

Niara was right — in terms of raw power, they probably weren't much stronger than Zaoh. But blessings were powers that bent reality, not just depending on ring power. Darian's own ability was a great example of that.

'We found three solid targets, but they're crazy powerful,' Darian muttered, then turned to Niara.

Their eyes lit up at the same time.

'Good, two rings isn't totally impossible. This is our best shot,' he said lightly, and she nodded with a challenging grin.

Pushing herself beyond her limits — that was the secret that got Niara this far. As for Darian, he'd sworn to never run away again and do whatever it took to get stronger. Without taking risks, he'd never achieve anything.

He sighed — it was good to have someone insane to go along with him. 'Let's get closer.'

She just moved in that direction immediately. Once they got close enough, Niara started moving really slowly, with extreme care.

Darian stayed focused on the fight ahead — until he noticed something weird about that powerful Risen Chief. He looked really weak — like he was on the verge of getting taken down. But the people fighting him were also heavily injured.

It was already obvious now: the traitors were really trying to kill the Risen inside this Abyssal Nest — at least until the right moment. If they weren't actually fighting for real, then even the traitors could end up dying by accident before their plan played out.