"There's nothing good that way, we need to prioritize places where the magical creatures' weakness is poison," said Lin Da.
Kafni was still unmoved, like a wooden stake driven into the ground, staring blankly at the Scorching Gorge, her body trembling slightly.
"Hmm?"
Gradually, Lin Da sensed something too.
A bloody scent drifted in the hot wind blowing in their faces.
The Scorching Gorge was at least two thousand meters away from here.
To smell blood from so far away?
How many lives had perished in the Scorching Gorge?
Lin Da's expression changed.
Only some exceedingly terrifying magical creatures could cause slaughter of such magnitude!
He grabbed the still-dazed Kafni, urging, "Don't just stand there, let's leave quickly, the sooner the better!"
Only then did Kafni snap out of her trance, becoming alert again.
Unbeknownst to her, a layer of fine sweat beads had formed on her forehead.
