High in the skies outside the Eternal Sun Sect...
"Master, why are we hiding?" Lambu, who is inside a beast pouch, asked Mohini with a confused face.
Mohini, who is hiding inside a bubble wrap like magical treasure, continued to stare towards Arena. She looks very tensed, and her body is shaking with a bit of tension.
"Master, why are you not saying anything? Also, why are you sweating like prey?" Lambu asked again with an impatient look.
"Shhh… shut up... The Supreme Sword Magus of the Wizard Association is very close to us. If he sensed our presence, things would become complicate. That old man also brought his witch wife here. So, shut your mouth until he leaves this place. Understand?"
Mohini spoke in a serious tone while staring at the distance, where an old man and a beautiful middle-aged lady sat inside a private room on the top rows of the arena.
