Logan scanned the area, counting a total of twenty-three ents. They stood motionless, like statues deep in meditation, their stillness making each movement or sound feel perilous without careful thought. His shield might protect him from the overwelming mana, but it would do little against a direct impact.
Frustration bubbled within Logan—why had he agreed to come with the crazy guardian? Especially one as unpredictable and carefree as that damn ferret.
He began cycling through his skills, hoping for a solution, and his thoughts landed on an idea involving his new creature's abilities. Logan activated Camouflage Cloak, a skill borrowed from the Crystal Chameleon, allowing him to blend seamlessly into his surroundings. He silently thanked his luck for crossing paths with such a useful monster before this moment.
