It mustered the last of its strength, frantically channeling its bloodline power. Transforming into a streak of blood-red light, it fled recklessly toward the Stargate behind it, which pulsed with a sinister glow.
'How is this possible! The nearest fortress with a Marquis Level guardian is at least a thousand miles away! Even with the fastest flying craft, it would take four or five minutes at full speed to get here! It's only been a little over a minute! How could he be here?!'
The Tiger Demon screamed frantically in its mind, filled with confusion and despair. 'Was he already lying in ambush nearby? No, that's impossible. If he'd set up an ambush, he would have acted sooner! Could it be... he was just passing by?'
As a descendant of a Demon Saint, it had always been cautious. It strictly limited every invasion to under two minutes, never getting greedy or reckless, a firm believer that caution is the parent of safety.
