CH157 Suspicion and Epiphany
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After holding a cool pose over the slain troll for a few moments, Alex finally waved his hand. A familiar spatial circle shimmered beneath the corpse, and in the blink of an eye, the massive body vanished from the Pangea realm.
The Fury soldiers, including Lieutenant Cross, barely reacted to his actions this time. They had already accepted this as one of Alex's mage eccentricities.
And honestly, it was better this way. A troll's corpse was hardly something you wanted hanging around.
Wildkin, especially races like trolls, were infamous for becoming vectors of disease in death. Their carcasses could infect the entire surrounding area if not properly disposed of. Normally, the platoon would have burned or buried the remains. But neither method was completely safe or clean, not within a forest like this, teeming with vibrant lifeforms.
To the troops, throwing the corpse into the void—as they assumed Alex had done—was a brilliant solution.
