Date: Unspecified
Time: Unspecified
Location: Myriad Realms, Card World, Southern Region, Blossom District, Three Mischief Encampment
"You figured it out, didn't you?" the Emissary of Light asked as his body knit itself back together, flesh and divinity restoring in dim radiance. He didn't even try to break free from the Field Marshal's grip. With the snake's gray mist restraining his faith, he believed that neither of them could truly affect the other in any decisive way. They could kill him, and with the gray mist restraining him, he couldn't do much but escape. So there was no point in struggling.
The only reason he didn't escape was that he was waiting for the Supreme Leader to come out of the limitless celestial blood fate rule domain. As long as he successfully captured the target, everything would be back on track. Therefore, right now, the only thought in his mind was that since he was struggling against Field Marshal Lorn, he wasn't ready to face the Masters.
