Chương 790: Findir's Mission (3)

Despite the chaos rapidly approaching, Findir didn't flinch. He didn't panic, didn't even shift his weight. His calm was absolute, a stillness so deep that it would have put even Aisa, a sniper renowned for her unshakable focus, to shame. Instead, he remained utterly composed, his mind as clear as a tranquil lake.

Without a sound, he moved. His eyes flicked upward, locking onto the thick, massive branches of the tree looming above him. In a swift, fluid motion, Findir scaled the trunk, using his hands and feet to expertly climb from one sturdy branch to another. His movements were precise and deliberate, his body blending seamlessly with the natural contours of the tree until he reached a spot just below the dense canopy.