Maybe if they were a bit more vigilant, they could have at least disrupted the teleportation again. This would have resulted in Dyon's destination for them becoming skewed and them ending up far closer than he wanted them. However, when had these ancient times ever seen formations used in such a way?!
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In the Viserion throne room, Veles sat slouched with a frown on his features. It had been hours since the elders were sent to pursue Dyon, yet there had been no results! Even worse, his dao formation experts had yet to come back from what should have been a simple task. What the hell was going on? Was this truly a plot?
As much as he wanted to go out himself, he couldn't act as recklessly as he had in the past. He was a King now. He had no choice but to act as such.
