Warden and Agnes used their respective abilities to fly above the canopies of the towering trees, searching for moonspawns.
If the forsakens were indeed looking to hunt even one of them, the battle wouldn't go unnoticed, considering how calamitous a moonspawn was. Besides, Agnes had been in the inheritance ground before; she knew the general locations of the moonspawns.
The ambient aura of the place shifted to a shadier vibe as they moved. The murky thickness of the suppression grew as well, which only implied they were heading in the right direction.
After moving about thirty miles eastward, they finally came across wreckage that spanned over a couple of square miles. Trees were uprooted and scattered around, the natural aura twisted into something murkier. There were footprints of different sizes and shapes. They both came down to check and deemed there were signs of humans, orcs, goblins, trolls, and an enraged moonspawn.
