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The tingling on his scalp wasn't because Lynch was afraid.
After facing the phantom of a Demigod in the Storm Mine and the desperate struggle of a Tier Seven Holy Flame Knight, a few mere assailants like these weren't enough to make him panic.
What rose in his heart was more a sense of helplessness and exasperation.
He had originally come to Red Ridge Mountain to find his senior brother, Raymond, determined to get away from the hornet's nest that was Saint Roland City. He'd planned to lie low in this remote area for a while, properly absorb his spoils of war, and strengthen his foundations.
'But who would have thought? It seems I really am a trouble magnet.'
He had just set foot in the Red Ridge Mountain region and hadn't even met up with his senior brother yet, but he'd already stumbled headfirst into some inexplicable vortex of conflict.
In that same instant, Lynch's extended Spiritual Power gave him a crystal-clear "view" of the attackers charging into the camp.
