"This is deeply concerning," Duke muttered, his index finger lightly resting against his chin as he surveyed their surroundings, his expression dark and grim.
Despite the prolonged search and the energy they had expended—both physical and spiritual—they were holding up well, thanks to Kisha's active and passive skills.
These abilities not only kept their stamina replenished but also shielded them from the worst of the strain.
However, their mental endurance was being tested.
Yet, who were they if not seasoned veterans of countless harrowing experiences? Their resilience had been forged through hardship, and their minds were far from fragile. They pressed on with a steady determination, their composure unwavering.
Even so, an hour passed with no progress. The Scarlet Bees, typically efficient in scouting, had scoured the area but uncovered no new leads. The silence and emptiness weighed heavily on them, deepening the unease in the air.
