Lynch furrowed his brows, concentrating intently on sensing that fleeting fluctuation of spiritual power. This fluctuation carried a unique, rigorously trained sense of order and icy sharpness...
"It's someone from the Tower of Order." Kong's voice sounded from the side, calmly drawing the same conclusion as Lynch. Her spatial perception was equally acute, clearly capturing that distinct energy signature.
Vanilla looked at Lynch and then at Kong. She wasn't a Wizard, and not sensitive to minute changes in spiritual power, but from their serious expressions and conversation, she immediately understood the situation.
Instead of getting tense, her eyes lit up, excitedly waving the Cross Sword in her arms, asking in a lowered voice, "What's going on? Have we run into old enemies? Should we make a move?" There was even a hint of eager excitement in her tone.
