Mirabella stepped out of the crossing zone, the lethal ambient arrays remaining entirely dormant in her presence. She walked towards the statue, completely ignoring everyone's stunned expressions.
"Let's get back to Business!!" She snapped, drawing their attention back to their objective. Her tone sliced through the shock, an anchor of pragmatic leadership in the face of the impossible.
"Who can make clones here?" David asked, moving his gaze all over the place. As a Rune Master, his analytical mind was already dissecting the layered defenses of the cavern, calculating the terrifying variables of the Blood Angel's pedestal.
Everyone looked at him in confusion.
"I need the clone to test if there is any defense mechanism if we touch the statue." He explained, and finally, they all nodded in understanding. Using a spirit energy-construct as a disposable scout to trigger a Lv500 death-trap was basic, necessary dungeon logic.
