Looking at Varian's disheartened expression, Boo was ashamed.
"I-I'm sorry, master. I'm useless." It whimpered.
Varian reached out and patted Boo lightly. "It's not your fault, Boo. If not for you…I'd still be in the dark about the gravity of the situation…"
He paused and chuckled wryly. "I don't know if I should be happy knowing what's going to happen. Let's keep searching. Maybe we can do something."
"Hm."
"Speaking of which," Varian patted his forehead. "Did they transport the level 6 Sequoias?"
The level 6s were supposed to be transported to level 7. Even though there were bound to be a lot of them, Varian decided to find as many as he could.
Then inform the Shadow Guardians and let a level 8 or level 9 launch an attack on them.
Sure, these Sequoias are a menace and would destroy the balance of the battlefield.
But that's only if they make it to the battlefield.