Before Calvin could decide whether he wanted to attempt capturing Immortals, a chilling voice called out behind them.
"I suggest that you choose your words wisely." The voice warned, "While you'd make excellent training puppets for my soldiers, I'm afraid today is a day for overwhelming victories. I can't have you messing that up, no matter how valuable your deaths may prove."
Calvin and Amy's chests tightened when they heard the magnetic voice behind them. While they would normally feel safe on the Mortal Plane, they knew of Mary Emerson's disappearance and the death of the Silver Medallions. So they took the situation seriously.
More importantly, the mysterious cultivator had an overbearing pressure, so feeling him materialize behind them added a degree of terror and uncertainty.
"We do not mean you harm." Calvin swallowed nervously, taking a sharp breath that burned his dry throat, "We're simply observing the birds' flying patterns."
