"I feel like I do need to warn you, Riley — there is a chance that you might encounter a god during your hunt."
"Hm…?"
Riley was still inside Tsula's domain, surrounded by all the solid elements of earth as he seemed to be prepping himself to hunt for ingredients. He was kneeling on the ground, and in front of him were several knives, a bow and arrows, as well as a wooden spear.
"Which clone was the one who used these last?" Riley then breathed out as he glanced at Tsula, "They did not take care of it."
"Your clones are all the same," Tsula let out a small sigh; her breaths, being reflected by the spherical space they were in, "And I am serious — they are on high alert now because of what you've been doing — that Wind God even detected you were here even despite me trying to hide your presence as always. Why even do that?"
