As one would expect, the dungeon smelled even worse on the inside than on the outside.
It was a literal tunnel, and while he couldn't say he really disliked it, the walls were way too narrow.
There wasn't a lot of wriggle room, so he and Zafira had to walk pretty close, their hands practically touching with each swing.
However, as much as Rael wanted to embrace her again, this was a serious hunt, and for that, they actually had to focus.
"Zafira." He halted, brushing his finger across the wall. "There are some claw marks here."
She nodded, inspected the claw marks, and then leaned down, picking something up off the ground.
It was a piece of cloth, resembling a sweater. From the style alone, he could tell it belonged to one of the barbarians.
But now? It was simply covered in blood with no bones to be seen.
"Probably a predator."
Zafira rolled her eyes. "You don't say..."
