In A Spot
"One…"
A warning of a timer rang out from the crimson-robed man, his grave voice resounding through the area as it caused Davis to clench his teeth in alarm.
This crimson-robed man had somehow followed them here, looking around as he obviously searched for them. However, it seemed like he didn't know where they were, or he was acting and intended to look at them at the last second, having full rights to end their lives since they didn't voluntarily come out.
Davis was put in a spot.
If he was some heavenly genius, he would've shown himself, but the fact remained that he was something beyond a heavenly genius from what he had heard so far. If he revealed himself and disagreed with the strong's terms, he really wouldn't have a body to be buried.
It wouldn't go like the time when he was captured by an Elder of the Tripartite Alliance when he was younger.
As for the others, there was no need to stay.