A council was quickly pulled together from the surviving Radiant Tiers. Lind looked around the large tent space and saw only 2 dozen Immortals. His recovery was improving but time was not on his side.
He would happily concoct some elixirs but there was simply no materials left! His Mother and other experts had exhausted them to save as many lives as they could. He noticed the respect his Mother had from even peak Radiant Tiers.
Kal, Kexin, and Tessa also had deep respect but he understood why there.
Kal, especially, was revered by the demons even as he suppressed his physique.
"Why are you suddenly so sociable, Emerald Immortal?" A demon spoke up with nearly wire thin limbs. Lind knew he was able to nearly disappear due to his faint presence but he could only bow at the question.
"I thought I knew how to grow stronger but instead I made myself weak. I am correcting my ways." His blunt admission surprised but was accepted by many.
