Starting from the place where Luke's spear was found, there was not a single bloodstain indicating the direction Luke had gone. There were no traces of movement from that place either.
"Exactly where and what kind of wound is he?" Leon asked himself. If Luke had been hit by the enemy's tobacco, there would have been blood stains on the ground where he stepped.
Or maybe he was hit by an arrow or a dagger and it was bad enough, or maybe he was poisoned, there should be footprints dragging or something. This was nothing to indicate where Luke had gone.
"Did he fly or something?" Leon asked again as he continued to be. His eyes moved in all directions as he continued to walk in the knee-high shrubbery.
"Maybe teleportation makes more sense than flying, where are the wings?" said Gretta. She walked behind Leon.
