Opening the book, Guan Tong didn't rush to write. Instead, he thought about what he was currently lacking.
'Offensive capabilities? I have Shadow, Silver Hunter, and the Living Dead summoned by the Corpse Whistle. That's a decent amount.'
'Defensive measures? The workhorse Shadow can handle that too. If worse comes to worst, summoning a few Living Dead to act as meat shields is also a potential option.'
'Escape methods? Definitely lacking.'
That was it. Guan Tong had realized that he could fight and defend, but he couldn't run.
He wasn't so arrogant as to think he would never encounter a situation that required him to flee.
In fact, it was quite the opposite. Ever since his standoff with the group that seemed to be an Official Squad, he had felt the need for an ability to quickly withdraw from a battlefield.
Not to mention the upcoming challenge, where he would most likely face situations requiring a tactical retreat.
