Your muscles are too weak.

The owner of the voice was none other than Aru. He was currently attached to the ceiling with rope-like vines and was looking down on the black-clothed person inside the room.

'But…'

The startled black-clothed person stepped back and looked at the bed. 

There, she could still see a bump under the layers of fabric. Then she gazed at the ceiling once again.

'Was it a dummy?' 

'When did he?'

The black-clothed person was shocked.

'And what's he talking about? Two rank 4 warriors! I came alone.' The black-clothed person couldn't understand it.

Still, the person quickly moved towards the spark and away from Aru.

Meanwhile, the people on the outside were experiencing the same shock.

They instantly recognised the fact that Aru knew about them. Perplexed, they looked at each other.

"Hey, Who sent you?" 

The vines on Aru's body loosened and he fell onto the floor while asking.

"Was it the silver-haired loser?"