God of Elements, Faer, stood silently in place, but his eyes drifted toward the open clearing not far away. For a brief moment, he remained quiet, and then at last he spoke in a calm, deliberate tone:
"No, I will not make a move against Lord Crossbridge, for he once offered me great help in the past. The reason I am standing here is only because the path I have chosen happens to align with Aurelia's. But that does not mean I will treat Lord Crossbridge as an enemy."
Hearing this, the Goddess of Luck, Luke, nodded lightly. Her golden hair shimmered faintly as she smiled faintly.
"So long as you refrain from striking, that is already the best choice."
On the other side, another figure appeared beside Crossbridge. It was none other than the God of Life, Laeve. She did not speak immediately, but Daniel could sense it clearly: a torrential surge of life force poured unceasingly into his body, so abundant and overwhelming that he nearly staggered from the sheer flood of vitality.
