Capítulo 437: Recurring Crisis

A giant boulder sat motionless in his view.

Both the "young" and the "old" side of Talos were sleeping like any ordinary folk would do in the middle of the night. Rather, the Dual Sprite looked even peaceful under the comforting moonlight.

Angor tried to talk. Yet Talos never woke up no matter how he called and yelled or revealed his body.

Angor's expression darkened. He didn't believe that Talos, an ancient being who had lived for thousands of years, would fail to notice someone had disrupted its sleep.

The only explanation was Talos didn't want him to leave.

Angor would assume the worst. It was likely that Talos had sided with Isabella. Yet the sprite didn't want to make it too obvious, so it simply feigned it.

Also, Talos probably had already informed Isabella of his arrival!