The four people Damian got under his command were not weak. Of course, they were not even close to his power, but that didn't mean they were useless.
In fact, it would be quite advantageous to have them. It would allow Damian to control more than one thing at a time, and they would certainly be great to carry the mana stones to power the spell Elrandir wanted to perform.
As they walked through the city, one of them, Kinua, asked, "How did you change your appearance like that? I mean, is this even your actual appearance?"
Damian was not the skinny old man from the fights but the rich merchant who traveled through the archipelago selling its goods.
He looked at them with an enigmatic smile. "This is not my actual appearance, but let's forget about this, alright? I can't use it right now but I'll in the future."
