"The Warp Gate is the most precious piece of technology our organization possesses. It's also something the demonic creatures have been eyeing for a long time. We cannot spread it around carelessly."
Arthis replied before continuing in a voice that was solemn and heavy.
"As things stand now, the only way the demonic creatures could steal it is by waging an all-out war against us. But they can't risk that. Not yet. It would cost them too much. The tower is protected by many fearsome entities, beings who rival lord-rank and even overlord-rank experts. Do you understand?"
At his words, the seeker with an indomitable and righteous heart nodded. He was Kaelith Strongman. He was from the Featherman race, born with wings upon his backs, feathers gleaming like frost beneath the moonlight. He was slender like a willow tree.
He had androgynous features.
