Looking at his face devoid of blood, Davis bent down and patted his shoulder.
"Calm down. I am just stating possibilities. It is entirely possible that Vile Enchanter wouldn't even have considered the possibility of getting to me through you. They're all quite eccentric and chose disgusting ways to fight, but they're all powerful, so without a need, they wouldn't be doing it in a roundabout way. It was said that their avatars were recently taken out by the Supreme One, so it is possible that they never needed you in the first place."
"The Supreme One!"
Hearing that title, Lest Mistwalker's eyes instantly revived. He stood up as though a bolt of lightning had struck him, but he appeared optimistic and relaxed.
"If it's the Supreme One personally taking action, we indeed don't need to be worried." Lest Mistwalker said, his gaze full of worship.
"Your Supreme One couldn't kill me, though." Davis blinked.
