The Sorcerer-Ghoul Tang De didn't know the reason and had not arrived yet.
Fang Hong thought silently for a moment, having a rough idea in his mind. He then turned around, opened his five fingers towards that direction, and the armor in the corner of the hall glowed slightly, moving a bit.
Fang Hong gestured with his hand, and the 'Weaver' instantly stepped forward, stirring up a cloud of dust as it landed on the floor.
But he was not satisfied, lifting his left hand to guide in another direction, beginning to channel magic power to the second Weaver.
The Alchemist seemingly sensed his actions, turning his head through the clouding smoke in this direction, seemingly unconcerned, he said:
"Magic Guided Constructs are not the more, the better."
The smoke beside him rolled, and the Big Catfolk once again pounced over, the blade burning with searing golden light, slashing towards him.
