Guding's gaze swept around, relieved that Berg and the others hadn't encountered any trouble during his nearly half-hour absence.
The surrounding demigods were also tending to their wounds, so in that half hour, their combat power hadn't recovered much.
Guding looked up and fixed his gaze on the execution platform, where Dokot still sat unharmed, which somewhat eased his mind. Then, his gaze shifted to the platform not far in front of him.
Elizabeth's face was expressionless, while the Congress President sitting to her right was full of coldness, looking quite displeased. Quinn, on the other hand, was eyeing him with a slight squint.
Guding unabashedly scrutinized her as well, a trace of doubt arising in his mind about her inaction during his disappearance of nearly half an hour, "Could it really be that she's not taking us seriously? Or does she have some other trick up her sleeve?"