Lith was no Clacker, but his mana perception was high enough to allow him to perceive the earth magic traveling under his feet.
'Damn, I'd better be quick. I am sure that Clacker didn't waste its last moments of life to improvise dance moves. It must have called for reinforcements.' Lith thought.
The mass grave had been enlarged so that the various carcasses could be separated based on their quality. In the leftmost corner of the pit, there was a giant cocoon made out of webs and covered in eggs.
Solus's mana sense could see that the eggs on the outside had an orange core, while the hatchlings that were taking cover inside the cocoon had already reached a yellow core. Tufts of flaming red hair were scattered around the floor.
Lith gritted his teeth, realizing that his worst fears had come true. Protector's body was lost.
