'I can't get a read on it, at all. This is bad.'
"Silent, when I tell you, rush to close the portal. I'll deal with this thing."
But no response came back.
Turning his head, Astaroth glanced at Silent Light's face, and he understood. The teenager's face was stuck in a rictus of pure terror.
He had most likely also scanned the demon, and the lack of information was information of its own. The consensus online was that players could scan things up to thirty levels over them.
Of course, there were exceptions. But generally speaking, it was the truth.
And in this case, both players were level fifty. Meaning this demon was at least level eighty.
But Astaroth had scanned monsters with a larger level gap than this before. His mana affinity allowed him to peer through more information than normal during scans, which allowed this.
And even then, his unableness to scan this demon was worrisome. But the Elf's eyes were on the prize.
