Of course, even though the beach had a certain limit for its visitors every month, there were still a lot of people on the island, especially this morning.
Arren didn't know what was going on on Levin's side. Curt was hard to capture, but it should be easier this time, especially if he was alone; how could he hide here or even escape once everyone had locked onto him? His luck was already spent, hopefully.
Otherwise, Arren would definitely mock Levin for being incompetent if that undying fellow still managed to escape his grasp.
An enemy's territory wasn't necessarily always the safest place to hide, and it was like delivering yourself to the other's mouth. That was Curt's fate at the moment.
