Sensing the meager divine power left within her and looking back at the dense blood-red aura relentlessly closing in, the Ocean Goddess sighed and waved her hand in resignation.
"Forget it, let's split up. Without the mark to track us, you should be able to shake them off."
As an ocean nymph renowned for her wisdom, Thetis's combat skills and accumulation of divinity were only average at best. She could keep up until now only because she was taking advantage of the ocean's blessing in the water.
At the moment, in this chase that had lasted for two days and nights, she was at the end of her tether.
From a rational standpoint, sticking by this guy's side serving as a beacon was meaningless. It was better to part ways now.
Though she herself bore the mark of vengeance, the other side was clearly drawing more hate.
Whoever managed to escape would do so based on their own skill and the will of the heavens.
"Run? We aren't at the end of our rope yet."