After the Windkin fled, Chris had a group of Flamebirds swoop down and feast on the Windkin corpses. Then he sent Mia back first, along with the two crippled Stage S Windkin.
Those two Windkin were hurt too badly to be dragged around. If they waited, they might die—so they needed to be created into soulless thralls as soon as possible.
Once Mia left, Chris led the others toward the forest Miles had mentioned.
This trip's main objective had never changed: hunt Outland Beasts. The Windkin were just an obstacle in the way.
They pushed into the forest, searching for about half an hour before they finally spotted Outland Beasts moving between the trees.
So they really are here. Chris's spirits lifted. He turned to a Fallen Star Guard scout nearby. "That one we just saw—what Tier?"
"Tier 25," the scout replied.
"Then Miles picked this place for a reason." Chris nodded, satisfied. "Yeah. This area's a good fit for you guys."
He glanced at Tyler Hale.
