The current situation was undeniably disadvantageous for Anna.
The strength she had painstakingly built up was wiped out in an instant, and aside from herself, only a 9-year-old boy remained by her side.
Even if she were to feign death and escape now, temporarily erasing herself from the IMF's list, the IMF's spies were everywhere around the globe. Who knows when they might discover her again.
If she couldn't gather enough strength before being discovered by them, it would still be a dead end. At this stage, there was no longer any room for negotiation between both sides.
Moreover, seeking external help was probably impossible. Even the God of Shattering, the sworn enemy of the IMF, could rebel, so there was no one left to be truly loyal.
Anna's fingers rapidly typed on the keyboard, swiftly bringing up a world map,
Her focus set on the Indian Ocean, as only by returning there could the presence of the Futan affect others.
