"We should fly faster," Ren Wujin said as she and 3 others flew through the sky at what she considered was a rather slow pace.
"Can't," the only man of the 4 said. "I'm already doing all I can to hide ourselves from spiritual senses. If we move too fast, I won't be able to maintain it around us."
He held onto an artifact in his hand, a thick metal ring that seemed as if it was supposed to go around one's head like a band.
"Tsk!" one of the other two girls, someone with bright red hair, made a sound. "How much longer?"
"Should be 10 more minutes, 15 at most at this speed," the last girl with dark hair said. "Don't worry, we went there like this the other day too. We will be there soon enough."
"I'm scared," the red-haired girl said. "He comes out of nowhere and we can do nothing about it."
Nobody said anything.
