Delmynes.
Perched on a steep cliff was a protruding clearing, where the IV-6 outpost of the Cavern of a Thousand Spirits was situated.
Between the rock walls lay a gap of more than thirty meters, below which was a bottomless fog.
Occasionally, a Wandering Soul swept by, startling the Observer into a cold sweat.
In the past, the Observers and Soul Guardians here had to maximize their camouflage and protective barriers to barely withstand the soul howls emanating from the depths. But today, not only were lamps lit unusually, all barriers were also deactivated.
"Do you think they can come back?"
An Observer, cautiously holding an energy-emitting lamp, asked.
"Since they are guests brought by Lady Veronica, I think there should be no problem." The Soul Guardian beside him snorted coldly, "Although they seem to have no discipline at all, you also saw how they dealt with the crevices and Evil Spirits around us; they are definitely not new to this kind of place."
