Eryndor cracked his neck as he went for the disciples, all the while ignoring the various beasts.
The first one to enter his Spatial Sight was a stage six Qi Condensation realm disciple.
He seemed to be taking pleasure in attacking a flying beast even while it was helplessly wailing on the ground, not killing it in one go.
Well, from the looks of it, it's good that it is a despicable disciple. At least I'll have less of a guilt for killing him.
Eryndor thought no more, and jogged inwards as he finally entered the disciple's range.
Very obviously, as soon as the disciple torturing the flying bird sensed someone, he turned his head, immediately ignoring the bloodied almost dead beast whimpering weakly on the ground.
Jaxen sneered, "A second stage rat thinks he can challenge me? This will be quick."
As Eryndor had used Cloudstride for the light jog to enter his range, he could easily sense the stage and realm of this new unknown disciple.
