No one doubted Lu Li.
Throughout the long years and experiences, Lu Li had proven his abilities with actions; the so-called "everyone makes mistakes" did not apply to someone crowned with honor like Lu Li.
Rather than "Maybe Lu Li sensed something wrong," they preferred to believe that an unknown accident had occurred.
"This counts as good news... we've gained a little more time," the Mother of the Marsh whispered, "I'll take care of the third Alchemical Tower."
Nevertheless, the silence of the Swamp was unsettling—it would not quietly wait for the Land of Light to seal it away.
"Where are we going next?" Claire asked, looking down.
"Not we, just me," Lu Li replied, stretching out his hand to remove Claire.
"We! We! We! We!" Claire spread her wings and perched protectively atop Lu Li's head, as if guarding an egg.
"You still need a guide," said Chris, speaking for her daughter.
"Good sister," Claire waved her wings at her mother.
