"The other side isn't stupid; they won't easily allow a 'spy' who has infiltrated deep into enemy lines and lost contact for a while to swiftly return to central command."
"I know."
Ian nodded, his gaze profound: "But from start to finish, I never needed him to do anything."
"I only need his eyes to confirm one thing."
"That Great Demon being nurtured in the Domain of Void... is it truly an 'Abyssal Dragon'? I mean, not just in form, but in essence, is it a dragon of abyssal civilization birthed by 'Spark'?"
"If so, then many things that follow will become much simpler."
Soon, Heartbewitcher was sent back to the 'enemy's position'. Ian and Adalbert watched as he flew towards the northwest of the dark Domain of Void.
What they needed to do next was wait.
A while later.
The edge of the Western Frontier of the Empire, the Southern Ridge of the Western Border.
Ground Hurricane Bridge.
