Inform, Assist, and Leave
'…She just had to come into contact with probably the sole healer that had entered this Secret Realm. Seriously, that's some insane luck she has there.' Walking far away, staring at the conversing figures of Holla and Fisksher was Ranze, subtly frowning in response.
'Unsurprisingly, they hit it off pretty well.' He sighed, having already stored his weapons. He then gazed at a nearby cultivator, "Thanks for alerting me before. I'll be on my way now."
"Alright." The cultivator nodded before the light in his eyes changed, "We'll contact you if a need arises again."
After that, the cultivator blinked blankly for a couple of seconds before proceeding to walk in a certain direction, heading towards some other location. He was no different from the others now.