"What just...huh? My leg?! It's healed!"
"Huh..."
Through the eyes of a zako that Zhen Liu left behind at the inn, he saw how the three tezcatlipocas proceeded to fly out into the Dozing Salamander continent, almost bowling over a poor middle-aged man with a busted-ass leg, and then fuck off in various directions to places only they knew where.
Well, places that only they and he knew where.
Closing his eyes, Zhen Liu quickly attempted to see if these new bodies he had created were still connected to his own spirit.
'Hmmm, it's faint...but it's still there. Good.'
Due to empowering their newly minted bodies with his own [Chaos], the three tezcatlipocas were basically tagged with very faint trackers. It wasn't enough to know exactly where they were, but it was enough for Zhen Liu to determine general directions and distance.
