The powered armour suit itself was heavier than any human could bear, heavier than ten humans combined could carry, but with a supply of mana and the adventurer strength of a level forty-eight soldier it was manageable. His armour boots sunk deeply into the sand with each step, and the weight of the rest of his armour made them sink half-way up his calve. The subtle signs of madness were beginning to show.Īfter deploying the navigation beacon, he began his trudge through the desert. Number Three had no just been tracking Jay for the last day and a half, but spent days marching to Losla from the capital too – and without any rest.īeing awake for nearly a week may have been okay for his level forty-eight body, but his mind still needed rest. The long journey seemed to be weighing on his mind as well, making him more paranoid than usual. Maybe he's not being pursued by a beast at all.” he started wondering, thinking that perhaps it was all an elaborate ruse. “Perhaps the bastards hiding in the cliffs, laughing at me. Blind but mindful.Ī part of him still doubted that he was even following Jay since there were no human-sized shoe prints. It made more sense to him to keep following along the easy terrain on the edge of the desert.īecause of this, he was having a hard time trying to get into the mind of the young human necromancer.Īs far as he could tell, Jays behaviour was both calculated and erratic.
Number Three couldn't help but wonder why Jay crossed here, of all places. While walking along the desert he was travelling south-west, but his beacon pointed south-east across the desert, which is where he was headed.įor a moment he simply stood there and gazed into the forest on the other side, wondering. So far, he had guided the others by telling them he walked along the side of the mountain, between the cliffs and the desert, but now he was going to need his beacons. Nothing special, simply a way for the other mage hunters to follow in his foot steps.
Number Three turned it to face across the desert, and left it floating there. After a moment it began to hover in the air and a red beam of light shot out of it. It was a fist-sized black sphere with a red band around it. Channeling some mana into it, he placed the strange item on a rock. Instead of pursuing immediately, Number Three first took something out of his inventory. The little lizards plucking the fruit were still hard at work and destroying any signs that someone went across the desert.Īny signs except for the pile of bones under a large mushroom in the center. The desert had no tracks in it as there was movements under the sand, constantly shifting it around.
“… Bones in the desert? But why cross here, of all places?” he wondered. He began to analyze it as if it were a crime scene.įinally, he noticed something under the curtains of tendrils hanging from the mushrooms. Number Three trudged through the boulders, dirt, and over the rocky terrain on the side of the supreme mountain range.Ĭlouds seemed to pass over it high above, each of them speeding overhead but resoundingly quiet.įollowing the trail of dead skeletons and strange tracks, he finally came to its end. Even he was surprised a level nine adventurer had this much endurance. Number Three was the closest mage hunter to Jay, and felt like he should have found him by now.
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