Draco walked forward calmly, flourishing his blades with a flair. His steps were light and his armor made no sound as he moved. His eyes were trained on King's form, or the last place he remembered it to be.
Qiong Qi did not move, only sitting on his haunches as he frowned. Roma summoned her Witch Slaves, who made Aisha and all the nearby Dryads blanch with fear.
For a fae race member, life energy was their core affinity. Towards beings like the Witch Slaves who devoured life energy, it was akin to an ant seeing an anteater.
However, the Witch Slaves milled about aimlessly, looking lost. The same thing happened to Roma, as she had no idea who exactly they were supposed to be fighting.
Even Draco could not see King. The Ultimate Stealth would be broken only when King initiated an attack on a person. Even if Draco hit King, until the Ultima Sunt hit him back, King would forever remain elusive to him.
However, Draco wasn't bothered.
