The previous made Daimon frown, not at Lyn, since hiding herself from those three's watch when they are particularly paying attention to her movements, doesn't sound like something easy, but at the fact that his instincts didn't warn him of the Lord's presences.
What's more, the atmosphere of the Blood Prison realm didn't show any changes as well, it was only the black blood specters that had appeared.
"I can't feel those three rushing our way, are those strange black blood specters unable to communicate with them?", he asked, to which Lyn shook her head in response.
"Ah that, no, they can't especially look for me during day, projecting their gazes to the Blood Prison realm when it's not night to do something more than a superficial search, would be like looking directly at the sun while sprinkling salt onto their eyes at the same time".
