The only things Solus spotted were ancient ruins of priceless historical value, animal burrows, monster dens, and the lairs of the Regional Council Lords. Even the Beacon failed to penetrate the cloaking runes of the secret labs, and Solus had to avert her gaze quickly when she found them.

The Beacon wasn’t even something Menadion had planned for. It was the result of Solus combining the multiple enchantments of the tower core. It was far from a subtle means of investigation, and its reach exceeded the Veil’s.

The surveillance arrays of the Awakened’s lair perceived the sudden influx of world energy and recognized it for the intrusion it was. A prolonged exposure to the Beacon would have triggered the alarms, and since the beam moved in a straight line, finding the tower would have been child’s play.

To make matters worse, the Watchtower was blind and deaf when Solus used the Beacon. Its sensory arrays were focused on the distance and wouldn’t perceive a horde of Divine Beasts charging at its gates.

Solus wasn’t as paranoid as Lith, but after spending so many years together, he lived in her head rent-free. Literally.

‘What if someone stumbles in the tower while you play Solus the explorer?’ A little voice that sounded like Lith’s said in her head whenever she used the Beacon for more than ten seconds.

‘What if your new hobby ruins our years of hard work? Do you really think that if you say “but I was really bored,” our enemies will take pity on you and pretend to have never discovered the tower’s existence?’