Zaelyane stared at him in fury, but she knew that he was right. Even though she had a clue about the person she wanted to kill, she didn't know who it actually was.
Bael let out a sigh and shifted his gaze to Yuura, who stood in the corner with a worried expression. He said, "Yuura, leave us."
Yuura looked at him with a reluctant expression for a moment and dashed out of the room, as he couldn't deal with the sharpness with which both of them were looking at each other.
"Would you help me or not?" He turned. "I am not asking for it just to help my own people, but if I manage to create it, we wouldn't have to worry about them attacking the tribe or the elves."
An annoyed expression appeared on her face, and she snarled, "How many times do I have to tell you that it's not possible?!"
"Hah..." he slowly shook his head. "I didn't want to reveal this."
He closed his eyes and mumbled inwardly, 'Illusion Zone... Spiritual Eyes.'
