"Those gauntlets…must be S-class." Arrow Zhou closed his eyes. "No…it can't be…"
'A cultivator.' There was a common saying within the journals of great men that masters could sense fellow masters; thus, cultivators could sense fellow cultivators. 'His Qi Sense is able to locate and gauge the statuses of the bodies in the Grand Hall. He's avoiding the walls. Perhaps…'
"What did you do?" Arrow Zhou asked, eyes opening with emotion.
Dasha analyzed Arrow Zhou. He was nearly seven-feet tall and built with power in mind. An advantage well-suited for a hall like this. His Ming-era Brigandine armour was scarlet red and thin. Stains of blue, green, and black were splattered, a distant memory of the blood of the monsters he slayed.
"Unequip."
The Replica Gae Bulg disappeared from his hands.
