He walked to the spot where Jin Mo had vanished and lowered his head, looking at the ice beneath his feet that was slowly melting.
Magma was surging under the ice layer, bulging the ice surface into one crack after another.
A barely perceptible gleam flashed across his amber pupils—that was him using the perception of his nascent Domain to track the direction of Jin Mo's escape.
A few breaths later, he withdrew his gaze.
"He ran. Direction is southwest and downward, very fast—already beyond precise tracking range." His tone was very flat.
"Being able to slip out of my perception range ahead of time means his Perception Ability far exceeds the normal Level 4 Middle Tier. Someone like that won't only make a single move. Our next battlefield deployment has to factor his presence in."
Ares nodded, then asked the most crucial question: "Do you think he's a Child of the Plane?"
Alviss glanced at him; there was no excess emotion in those amber pupils.
