Elliot didn't bother to hide his position.
But he did blink away from the hubbub of the base to approach the incoming group of warriors that he sensed.
That way, the fight would not affect his sisters and the rest of the survivors.
"Hmmm. Five Emperors and a trio of Hegemons. They are too strong to be scouts, even in this dangerous event." Elliot analyzed calmly. "They must be an advance force of a big group, or even the main force of a small group. No matter, I will clean them up quickly. They are worth three hundred and five points after all."
Elliot chuckled to himself lightly.
He was very aware of his outrageously lofty thoughts when thinking about extremely powerful fighters like Emperors and Hegemons.
If other organizations, especially the organization involved, could hear his thoughts, they would probably vomit blood in anger.
