I shook off the creepy feeling. This was just a place we'd go to before heading north. A checkpoint we'd return to if we were in danger. The goal would be for no one to find out about this place. It wasn't far from the guild.
That meant it wasn't the safest place to escape to, but it's closeness to the guild was good camouflage. People wouldn't suspect that I'd fled close to the guild at first. That would give me much needed time to recover. My wings twitched in the dead silence. Creating a startling echo off the surrounding walls.
Time to go. I left the cavern, and returned to the sky. My wings pulled us into the sky. I headed north as quickly as I could. My powerful wing beats were the only sound beside the wind.
It took me less then an hour to find four wyverns. They didn't notice me at the height I was flying. Four males from the look of it. They were chasing beasts into their territory from the west. All four were as big as the big male I'd taken out the first time I'd made contact with them.
I passed overhead glad that I wasn't observed by them as I opened a portal to the front lines at the south. The four males that were out hunting were close to the guild which demonstrated their comfort with the area. I snorted as I headed back to front line at the south. I flicked my tail, and descended down into the camp with absolute calm. Landing in near silence.
I'd practiced well. The key to a silent landing was with clever use of the gravity element. I still wasn't good enough at the gravity element to make a perfect silent landing. I was getting closer though. I'd be able to pull it off given enough time.
The tech guy was eyeing me warily from his tent. Taking out his hidden drone had been enough to spook the guy. I shouldn't have been able to see it. No human would be able to see it. Even Savannah, and Ethan with their enhanced vision wouldn't be able to see it.
But I could. My unusually good vision allowed me to pick out every little pock mark on his face. The light in his tent told me he would be working all night. We started discussing plans of going even further north. Savannah wanted to sneak around, and find the center of the nest.
Ethan was waiting to hear what I wanted to do. I wanted to kill a few of them. Stir up the hornets nest. Make them come out to me. I wanted to avoid fighting on their territory.
They'd been holding that territory for years. Going into that territory wouldn't be a good move. After watching the alpha female struggle for so long I was actually kind of rooting for her. I couldn't allow her to destroy the whole of the guild for the actions of a few of its people. I settled on the gravel, and lowered my head to pretend to sleep once again.
Actual sleep would be reserved for when I was away from Eric's loyal guild members. I shivered slightly. Sending a rattling sound down through my scales. They'd placed me in a spot where a large number of the weapons, and ammunition were stored. It was funny to think of how things had changed.
A hundred years ago guns were considered the ultimate weapons. Now they could be outdone by a few arrows. The only guns that still stood up well to the test of time were the sniper rifles. Although the style had changed quite a bit. They'd gone from energy based weapons back to the hollow metal tube type weapons so that they could fire bullets forged from mana core alloys.
A well placed shot from a sniper rifle could still take out a beast pure shot. Smaller calibers on the other hand were far to expensive per shot to be worth the money you'd spend per beast. Arrows on the other hand could be reclaimed, repaired, and reused as many times as the archer wished. There was no quick retrieval method for magic alloyed steel yet. The unusual metal was only attracted to materials that held the same dominant elemental properties.
Magnets didn't work. Therefore every bullet you spent was just that. Spent. Done. Unusable.
Making arrows the much more attractive weapon for halfway decent marksmen. Why the military still required it's students to learn guns was beyond me. They should have been teaching us all archery instead. Twenty years wasn't enough time for humans to change their views, and habits just yet. Blacksmithing was only now coming into its own as a legitimate profession now.
After twenty years of blacksmithing producing better weapons then any assembly line or plant. They're ability to alter they way they forged the metal as they forged it was a requirement for working with magic alloys. Assembly lines weren't really capable of that kind of improvisation. However there were weapons that were being creating to rely on the power of cores as ammunition instead of physical bullets. It followed the same idea as the old laser guns.
Firing concentrated mana instead of artificially created energy. The problem was how unbelievably inefficient they were. Erics barrier was an example of this mana technology in action. He was probably dumping dozens if not hundreds of cores in there daily to maintain the barrier. It made me wonder where he was getting the funding to run this place.
Then again. He'd successfully created clones of the wyverns, and altered them to survive on other worlds. He could be growing himself high quality cores to sell for high prices, and purchasing low quality garbage to keep his barrier running. If he was making them at that warehouse I'd destroyed then he was going to be having a lot more trouble then the information Calen was going to leak about the guild. I didn't want to be here when the full scale investigation began.