This place was a death trap, with insects capable of infecting and threatening the life of an Alpha–Omega Overgod with a single bite, yet before him was a man fishing. If that did not raise some alarm, then Bradly should just kill himself.
The Neo-Angel raised his guard but did not retreat. While he had no idea of that person's identity, given that only their group and that of the Life Path had entered this place in the last few billion years, there was only one logical answer for that person's origin.
"A native." Sharpening his gaze, Bradly began to walk forward and got a better picture of the man's short silver hair. He did not really care about his appearance and only wanted to interrogate him, so he could learn about the Eternity Gate.
Yet just as Bradley appeared within one hundred meters of the man, that figure vanished.
The Neo-Angel's eyes sharpened as he saw that. "Was it an illusion?"
