"Again?!" The tribe leader exclaimed in agitation.
A calm piece of advice sounded: "The skill only restricts your movement if you stray too far from it, tribe leader. You just have to dodge the symbols within close proximity."
Ye Fen looked from the strings attached to his limbs to the marks coming toward him. His earlier attempt to put distance between himself and the poison had carried him too far from the cross. This time, he needed a smaller movement.
The advice gave him an answer to the attack he could see. He shifted to make room for the symbols to pass, keeping the limit in mind instead of trying to flee outright.
Ouyang Xun was watching that adjustment. The green marks were only part of what the two elders were doing.
Ye Fen realized the strategy and nodded in understanding. However, just as the tribe leader was about to evade Puppet Marks, Ouyang Xun chuckled and commented: "Heh. So naive."
