Orion knew that escape was his only remaining option with both of his arms gone. Although he could no longer fight, he still wanted to live. Now that all of his true Spirit energy was concentrated on running away, his speed equaled that of a cultivator from the true Mystic rank. Even the flying Irish Shield wasn't able to keep up with him and started to fall behind.
"Are you sure it's worth following him?" T asked. "He can't fight anymore. Maybe we should just let him go."
Bobby had also considered this option. However, he didn't trust the pirate and was sure he would find a way to get up to mischief even without his arms.
"We should pursue him until his energy runs out," Bobby said. He could still cause trouble for us.