On the way, Emir thought about taking Blanc's head as well, but quickly shot down that idea.
That priest only had a slightly better shield than him, nothing interesting.
Besides, it had the same weakness as a first-rank ability, which automatically placed it among the lower tier of second-rank abilities.
It wasn't worth the time or effort to extract it from his mind.
With that decided, Emir safely reached the outside.
While the doors were locked, made to resist even second sub-rank Seraphims, Exarchs, he managed to blast them off by the hinges using Aether Blast.
Just as he stepped onto the street, four men dropped down from nearby buildings, surrounding him.
Emir didn't react, only watched as they moved towards him.
They walked slowly until they stood right in front of him, their actions uniform.
"..."
"..."
No words were exchanged.
There simply wasn't any need for them.
