"Not a single trace of the Treant." Hephais reported back, his expression unreadable, within their new command tent. "It's like it vanished into thin air."
The Egaean had just returned from his scouting mission, having combed through dozens of regions nearby, gradually expanding the search perimeter and was in a foul mood. Although covering such distances and scanning them with his senses was nothing for an Evolver of his level, it was still a major drag.
Jake, who hadn't been idle during his absence, stopped what he was doing to listen to the assassin, a puzzled frown knitting his brow.
"Not even a footprint or a hole in the ground?" Jake tried, without much hope.
"Only the network of roots and underground tunnels attributed to Anthace roots." Hephais shook his head. "Far from big enough for Corvac."
Ceythie, who had been discussing 'several logistical details' with Jake just a moment ago, had silently witnessed their exchange and commented,
