Not a Chance

Ryu chuckled to himself. The range of his Spiritual Sense was far beyond what those three knew, so of course he had heard their conversation. He found it somewhat amusing, and another part a bit warming. It was interesting having Sect mates not try to stab him in the back, not that he had much experience in being a part of a Sect in the first place. He was much more used to being a lone wolf.

Though he laughed, he began to take this several folds more seriously. If the Protector Spirits were so powerful, then anyone who had actually managed to kill one was on a completely different level. It seemed that he couldn't rely on the number of spirits he had swallowed alone to carry him to victory.

'We'll fight one first. Depending on how it goes, we can make a plan.'