Everyone understood immediately what he was regretting.
Had those two been here, their chances in the Immortal Fall would've risen to at least seventy percent.
Unfortunately, they had been missing for two years now. No matter how much everyone hoped, it was unlikely they would suddenly reappear.
Though the elders hadn't said anything directly, most people had already guessed the truth.
After being swept away by a spatial rift, they were either dead—or trapped in some foreign world. How could they just show up again?
As everyone lamented this deep in their hearts, far away—ten thousand miles out—Amalia was flying rapidly toward them aboard flying boat.
When the Immortal Fall opened, she had sensed it.
But the sensation was extremely brief—vanishing in less than a minute.
Amalia suddenly had a bad feeling. Could it be that the Immortal Fall had just opened and then immediately closed again?
If that were true, would she still be able to enter once she arrived?
