Amelia looked at Bryan, her eyes calm as she pulled her sword out of Moore's chest.
Her eyes were cold as she let Moore's body crash to the floor with a thud.
"How are you doing, sir?" She asked calmly as she walked towards Bryan.
Bryan nodded.
"Thank you," he said.
His eyes continuously shifted between Amelia and the corpse on the floor.
Although he was sure he could handle Moore with enough time, time was not something he had the leisure to give at this moment.
Although he was not sure what was happening too, as Grand General of the Veritas Corps, the safety of the planet was his utmost concern.
"But how were you able to sneak up on us? We didn't see you until you killed Moore," Bryan suddenly asked with furrowed brows.
What Amelia did, under normal circumstances, it should have been impossible.
At the Marshal stage, a cultivator could feel everything within their immediate space.
The only things that could escape their detection were things of higher grades.
