Lucius picked up the object and examined it. It resembled a small wooden compass, but its behavior was peculiarly different.
Varis pointed at Lucius's heart, indicating the use of mana. Understanding his intent, Lucius cast a reproachful glance at the goblin before closing his eyes and channeling mana from within his body to his hand.
A soft blue light enveloped the compass, similar to the way it had covered his blade, although lacking the edge or augmented power. The wooden object began to slowly shift, and the arrow on it gradually changed direction, now pointing towards the direction of the human city.
''Weird, why does it point there?'' Lucius muttered to himself, his brow furrowing in confusion as he contemplated the significance of the direction.
Varis emitted a series of urgent shrieks, standing near a small puddle of water within the cave, as if attempting to convey a message.
