"We're not his match, we're definitely not his match. It's not just the Elder and myself. Even the Cult Master wouldn't be able to send the thunder clouds scattering so easily."
Recalling Fang Xingjian's punch which had seemed to be so casually thrown out, and how he had not suffered any injuries despite being struck by the thunderbolts... Sean's heart sank. "We must definitely not let the Radiant Cult fight it out against him. It's dangerous, far too dangerous."
However, Sean then remembered how his Master had always dealt with things, and he still was not able to view this positively.
"I hope that the person I sent is able to convince Master and the others."
