Among the three options, the first one is a hard fight, the second is escape.
So, the third option seems to be the most reasonable.
What a pity that the three-headed lion has already fallen, else there might have been a fourth option to lure the enemy away from its base.
After briefly pondering, Lin Xun decided to choose the third option.
Rebuilding the baby lion at night, then sending it off to its death would also consume some soul strength.
Using the dancer shell to steal the staff unnoticed would save some soul strength.
[You keep your head down and maintain stealth, trying not to look at the towering figure of terror as you sneak closer to the throne…]
[A tangible blood mist shrouds the stone throne, filled with the smell of fresh blood.]
[Do you wish to enter the blood mist and try to steal the Chief's staff?]
Lin Xun frowned, unsure if the blood mist surrounding the giant beastman Chief had detection capabilities.
