Shaer turned her head and glanced at Celene, but being someone known for frequently sabotaging her allies, she didn't have the decency to reproach her infamous troublemaker sister.
She simply asked softly, "Why didn't you have your whale take the Undead Tribe with them? Your half-plane should be able to accommodate them, right?"
They all knew that the Undead Tribe's ships could be released after reaching the other side of Snowfall Island, and Purwell's speed was noticeably faster.
Hill chuckled, "The Undead Tribe prefers this spectacle of a thousand ships setting sail, with the grand battle coming. There's no need for me to meddle; if needed, they'll seek help from Marsha."
He didn't intend to talk much with the Goddess of the Night... even though he wasn't particularly concerned about revealing his true identity in front of William, for some reason, Hill was even less willing to let William know where he was from or who he really was.
