A Kindred Spirit?

Hearing Christo's words, Donk let out a chuckle.

"Boy, stop joking. Didn't you hear what I said before? The crimson dome can withstand attacks from a fifth-stager at the least. What can a first-stager like you even do?"

Christo didn't reply but instead said to Drai, "You can release your skill now, Drai. You'll need it when you go inside."

Drai furrowed his brows in hesitation. He didn't know what had happened for Christo to be this overly-confident despite not being able to release himself from Donk's grab.

"Sorry, but I'm not sure if I should do that, Christo," Drai objected. "What if—"

"It's fine," Christo immediately cut him off. "I'll take care of Donk if it looks like he's going to betray us."

Donk instantly burst into laughter upon hearing this absurd statement. He thought that he might just snap this cocky heretic's neck if not for his deal with the Anomaly.