Battle

Alia's time with Aru was brief. The information she knew about him was only what he was willing to share. Other than saying, "I don't know," she didn't have another way to reply to Argen's question.

"Look, there." Suddenly, Alia noticed a group of vines swirling near the sinkhole.

"What is it?"

Her voice alerted Argen, and together, they approached the edge of the sinkhole. Immediately, a bundle of vines and wood was shoved towards them.

Argen caught it just in time and noticed the head of his caravan guard popping out.

The fire phoenix spirit was efficiently taking care of all the nearby demons, giving him the leeway to release the guards from the wood binding and assess their condition.

Although the guards were injured, they were not in critical condition. The broken bones and flesh wounds were treatable with the medicine they had at hand. Argen sighed in relief. Aru seemed to have saved them and sent them above.

Underground.