She glanced at Luo Yu with a complicated expression, still unable to comprehend how he discovered her.
The dagger was poisoned, leaving both nearly immobile. Nightingale struggled to move her hand behind her as she asked, "How did you discover me?"
Luo Yu thought seriously about the question, coughed, and then extended his left hand.
On his left hand, he wore a pair of Artisan's Gloves. With a gentle lift, a dusky golden Clockwork Fairy flew down from the treetop. Its dim golden shell showed the wear of time, hinting at many trials endured.
Yet, its owner cherished it just the same.
The Clockwork Fairy turned around, facing Nightingale.
"You're also a Combat Artisan?" Nightingale was somewhat incredulous, "You wouldn't be able to use other Flexible Constructs, would you?"
Luo Yu shook his head.
Nightingale let out a breath of relief, "If you said you could, I wouldn't dare make a move."
