"I still object to you being there, True Lord." Wen was with Lind at the airlock. It had taken a week for the bridge to stabilize and even turn a faint shade of green.
"I am the only one that can safely disarm any Fiend traps or other issues with their Qi. You saw that for yourself." She could not deny that at all.
All alone, he had basically dismissed Fiend Qi and sigils at the Shard Tier as if they were nothing. No one could replicate what he did nor could they count on artifacts that reproduced his harmony as it was not enough in the case of more sigils.
He was the only weaver on the entire ship!
"The I should–" He held up his hand once more to stop her.
"If the worst happens, you need to take the ship straight up and get out of here. There should be a height to safely fly back." Both of them knew such a command was useless as if he died, they were all dead.
