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Dyon stood, rolling his neck as a blaze of purple gold flames danced around him. He pushed his aurora to the max as he speedily healed his external wounds and some of his more severe internal wills.

In an instant, arrays appeared below both Ri and Madeleine, shuttling them to his tower.

Then he looked off to the distance at Delia who was currently sitting within the Demon Sage area Dyon had refined.

Ri and Madeleine were startled as the tower moved under Dyon's control, landing before the area and covering it in a protective sheet of energy.

Dyon knew the story behind Delia's story. Or, he knew the fake story Patia-Neva had fed her. But, that was enough. With the slight of hand he had just used, he had already sent a 75% clone under a concealment array toward the Planet Naiad area. With King Clyte moved out here, saving Delia's mother was a simple task. He just needed to stall for time, something he was happy to do.