บท 166: "... Thank them..."

"Good, they left," Umbranis sighed in relief upon noticing that the powerful mana signatures above them had disappeared.

The mana signatures of the white-robed mages he felt were on par with his own, a nervous smile on his lips, afraid to probe further as that would have endangered Ossa and his comrades.

For their sake, he forced down the urge to go out and challenge those monsters.

"It's good you didn't fight them... If we continue to stay with him, we will meet more interesting and powerful foes," Mystara smiled, a sort of hysterical smile as she too was a battle fanatic, one who wished for strength but unlike Umbranis, she was more graceful.

Umbranis smiled back as he sat cross-legged, his arms crossed. "So what do we do now?" he inquired, his gaze on the shadow wolves who did not join the battle.

"It's not safe for them here. Let's send them into the shadow region," Mystara suggested, her gaze solemn.