Aur, who had secretly followed Lux, looked at the Wraith Army in the distance with a calm expression on his face.
Currently, everyone was depending on the Half-Elf to overcome the wall that was preventing them from conquering the Dungeon.
'You're really full of surprises, Lux,' Aur thought.
A dozen members of the Crystal Palace, who served as Aur's bodyguards, were also in awe at the hundreds of Wraith Soldiers that the Half-Elf had acquired in a short period of time.
Although they were still not sure whether the Half-Elf's Undead Legion would be able to overcome the disparity in numbers, they no longer felt as hopeless as they did when they left the City of Peyton.
"Let's go," Aur ordered.
The Dragon Prince gave Lux one last glance before flying back to his temporary residence to rest.
Even now, he could still feel a pair of eyes observing him from somewhere. But, after being subjected to this gaze for many days, he had gotten accustomed to it already.