Among everyone present, that senile old man—despite his appearance—was the most proficient in spatial manipulation thanks to his abilities.
Teleporting Madam A from her location would have been effortless for him.
And yet, he shook his head.
"Sorry, I can't bring her here. There are too many powerful Awakened around her. The moment I attempt it, they'll sense me and cut the connection immediately."
Spatial teleportation was simpler than it seemed.
It was merely the act of linking two points and bridging the gap between them.
To do that, he needed to send his aura to the target's location.
But with people like Oliver Khan there… his signal would be intercepted instantly.
Teleporting her was not an option.
"Hmm."
Suddenly, both Lindman and the old man froze at the sound of a low hum.
That sound… was not human.
"Why… do you humans always rush toward death?"
"…"
