For Elius, that was enough. He'd done what he could. Whether they listened or not, he had already warned them.
The timing of the second Rifters' arrival—her fanatical energy and enthusiasm—couldn't have been better.
It disrupted the tension perfectly, veering attention away from his ominous declaration.
Her bubbly personality acted like a smoke screen, buying him the room to leave gracefully without further interrogation.
As they moved from one rift to another, Elius decided to test his system further.
He would walk with the group, pretending to casually glance around while discreetly sending his Qi toward each dungeon entrance.
F-ranked… F-ranked again… Hmm… D? Slightly elevated mana flow, but nothing major. Not life-threatening.
The sword inside his body didn't stir much for most of them.
It was subtle, but every time he reached out with his Qi, the system reacted.
