Both Estev and Stan Sol could sense someone gradually approaching the peak.
This spiritual power felt eerie. It lacked the deep and solid foundation that normal Adventurers with Class should possess. It was fickle, like a piece of dried cotton—light and floating.
The summit of Dawn Peak on Guru Mountain wasn't very large. Now, nine people were crowded onto it. Aside from Estev and Stan Sol, none of the others could discern Spirit Power, including the three Black Crow leaders Estev had knocked unconscious.
"It seems like they come prepared," Estev said to Stan Sol as he wiped his pipe. He had inadvertently begun to see Stan Sol as a comrade, though he hadn't yet had a chance to ask why Stan Sol was guarding this mountain peak.
Qi Liu and Bunan stood frozen, like statues. They had witnessed everything that just happened and still felt like they were dreaming.
They hadn't heard of the Black Crows before, so all of this felt new and unfamiliar.
