Azrael stared at the light-golden orb with a deep frown etched across his face.
Even from a distance, he could tell by the feeling it gave off that the orb would be incredibly useful to him—if he managed to get it, that is.
However, due to his current lack of power, he couldn't take it.
Suddenly, Azrael froze, taking a deep breath.
"Since when did my thinking become so rigid..." He muttered under his breath, exhaling softly.
'I can't kill an elite monster that's close to level 25... but who said I need to kill it to get the orb?'
The Titan Ape was monstrously powerful—so much so that Azrael didn't even have the confidence to last a single minute against it.
But… did he truly need to fight it?
"I don't need to fight or kill it… I just need to make sure I can safely escape after robbing the orb," He muttered to himself and began planning.
