"Their passive approach might prove a bad thing for us."
"How so?"
"We'll encounter more of them in their city. And with how dwarven weaponry works, their strength in number can easily go from annoying to concerning."
While the battalion marched west from the river they camped in, Blaz and his party took the higher altitude and scouted ahead from Evann's dragonic rayfish.
The road ahead was so dark, even with Blaz's [Hunter Senses] they couldn't spot even a single dwarf. No guard, no scout, as if they were purposely blind to the advance.
"Well if this is the game they want to play, then we'll just have to strike them by surprise." Said Evann.
"You sounded like you have a plan in mind." Suspected Blaz.
"Hahaha… you're correct on that one leader."
With them slowly getting closer to the destinated city, it gets harder and harder for them to see. But this thing didn't naturally occur or come from their enemies.
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