I let out a breath of relief at the fact I had managed to escape the pursuit of the dranes.
The simple fact of the matter was that I could have probably taken them out with relative ease.
Their armour looked as if it had been built to give them more attack power and to increase their speed, but thanks to the amount of manna that was constantly coursing through my system I was likely both stronger and faster than them.
No, the real reason I had been so insistent on getting away from them instead of fighting them is that I wasn't quite ready to reveal my hand just yet.
If they knew that there was a being as strong as me walking around the streets of the city then the people in charge would start to get very nervous very quickly, and that would mean it would be almost impossible to get to them as time progressed.
I needed to keep a relatively low profile, at least where the officers were concerned, at least for now.
