"Hmm… interesting."
Elsewhere, at the edge of the Misty Lands, a dark-robed youth quietly muttered. A thoughtful look plastered across his face as he gazed toward the Misty Lands while slowly rubbing his chin.
If a regular powerhouse were there to witness the sight, they would be confused—and a little shocked.
It was widely known among all those who had visited the Misty Lands that unless one stepped inside, there was no way to peer within.
Multiple powerhouses had tried all sorts of perception techniques. Yet every single attempt had ended in failure.
But Ulric seemed completely unfazed by this limitation.
His previously crimson gaze now glowed with a molten golden sheen as he activated Phantom Vision.
Tapping into the threads of fate to monitor Amber and the rest, I have observed their current states while noting every improvement, no matter how minute. But the longer he watched, the more taken back he became.
