Everyone had lost sight of Ethan. In his panther form, he moved like a black phantom, vanishing without a trace.
The priests in the area cast Radiant Illumination, bathing the platform and its surroundings in light with no blind spots.
Still, there was no sign of him. Where was he?
"Knights with True Sight skills, find him for me!" Marcus Skeiner bellowed from the platform.
Among the 400 players present, only three knights possessed the skill. At Marcus' command, their eyes glimmered with a golden glow, scanning the area.
They looked around, their gazes sharp and focused, but even with True Sight, Ethan remained undetected. Normally, such a skill should reveal someone in stealth, or at least leave a trace.
Unless Ethan's stealth level vastly exceeded their detection range.
While the knights were focused on the front, one of them suddenly turned his head. A faint shadow, like a wisp of lightning, darted through the air.
