Moments later, the four of them arrived near the ruins of the great mage Jacob. Strangely, not a single soul could be seen nearby. There were no stationed troops from the Kent Kingdom guarding the site, not even at the entrance to the ruins.
The expressions on everyone's faces turned grim. This was definitely not a good sign. After all, the danger that hides in the shadows is far more terrifying than any hostility one can plainly see.
"Hold on... something's off."
Fort suddenly crouched down, placing his palm flat against the ground. He was feeling the subtle fluctuations within the soil, reading the shifts in its mineral composition.
Now that he had become highly attuned to the metal element—virtually one with it—he could extend his elemental sense across several kilometers with incredible precision. The human body, after all, contains over fifty types of minerals. Even though the proportion of metallic elements was minute, Fort could still detect their presence.
