On the fourth day, "luck" kissed Bartlett's rough, stubbled cheek - they had found traces of Frost Insects.
The traces appeared even earlier than the best outcome the Barbarian had expected, a trench-like mark about 2 meters wide lying straight in front of everyone. The marks extended left and right into the depths of the mist, causing a mess everywhere it went.
"I heard that these creatures live underground and only come out to hunt," the Half-Elven crouched down next to Bartlett, picking up a piece of soil from the traces, and carefully observing it. "But it seems that they like 'strolling' on the ground quite a lot."
"There's an old saying that goes, 'You can't know if a girl is beautiful until you lift the curtain.' Hearing from others and seeing for yourself will ultimately be different," Old Will expressed his opinion from behind the two men.
