Lilith's eyes remained locked onto Daimon, their intensity undiminished. The power they had gained from devouring the Phoenix Feather surged through them, filling the air with an electric charge of potential. However, despite their newfound strength, they knew that strategy was paramount.
"Daimon," Lilith began, her voice carrying a mixture of curiosity and anticipation, "what should be our next move?"
Daimon's lips curled into a confident smile, his crimson eyes holding a glint of determination. "I believe it's prudent for us to stay here for the time being," he responded with a calm certainty.
Lilith raised an inquisitive eyebrow, her interest piqued. "And why, Daimon?"
In those crimson orbs, a shrewdness revealed itself, hinting at the foresight that had served Daimon well. "Because, Lilith, I sense that the Phoenix Clan will be drawn to this place," he explained.
Lilith's curiosity deepened further. "But why would they come here?"
