The staff stood upright on the path of the void without any support.
Meanwhile, Angel closed his eyes, displaying an expression of serene contemplation.
At first glance, Angel seemed to be "fishing," sitting there as if waiting for the fish to take the bait. But in reality, Angel was already searching for excuses in his heart: if the Wood Spirit ultimately did not appear, how should he bluff others into thinking he actually found it? Rather than creating an empty spectacle?
After all, it's just one side of the story right now.
Troubling, so troubling.
"Does the will Master spoke of mean whether the Wood Spirit is willing to appear itself?" Kaier murmured.
"That should be the case. His actions are entirely..." Dox paused, hesitating whether or not to voice the words stuck in his throat, "has his brain been parasitized by sandworms?"
Not saying it made him feel stifled, but saying it might hinder his "friendship" progress.
