The Level 5 Wizard who had been following by her side was nowhere to be seen.
Ronan glanced at Molli'er, who was submerged in the mysterious amniotic fluid, and after a moment's thought, reached for the Red Lotus Staff beside him.
But the moment his palm touched the staff, the girl's long, dense eyelashes inside the amniotic fluid fluttered slightly, as if she were about to awake from her slumber.
"Is there still some awareness of the outside world?"
Ronan frowned, weighing his options, and ultimately decided to abandon the thought of taking the Red Lotus Staff.
Although Molli'er seemed "vulnerable" and safe for now, who knows when the power behind her and those pursuing her might suddenly arrive.
Whichever group Ronan encountered, the result would likely not be good.
The most sensible decision was to keep his distance from this center of trouble.
Thinking thus, Ronan prepared to leave.
