I put the draconic core into my pocket as my other hand wiped the blood from my pants. There was so much blood but I tried my best to get as much as I could off. Once both the core was safely stored away and my hand was done wiping the blood from my pants I looked towards the pathways that the creatures had used to escape the wyverns wrath. There were dozens, maybe even hundreds of them but most of them were small, pocket sized holes, fit only for small creatures but there were some that actually looked like we could fit through them. They even looked man made at second glance, like a path abandoned to time. The way that they were arched, the faint sight of travelled ground. It all looked like something man made.
"Do you see that too?" I asked Aoif, my hand raised to point towards the most obvious man made path that I could find.
