Sizzle—crackle!
Thunder rumbled, lightning crackled.
Orion had left the makeshift camp three days ago. Even traveling in lightning form, he had already come a long way. It was rare for him to get a chance to venture down here, so aside from helping his sister Clymene and the others settle in, he also wanted to thoroughly explore this underworld.
But after three days of rushing around, he still hadn't finished mapping out this entire underworld. Evidently, the place was huge.
Dropping to the ground, Orion summoned his Abyssal Dragon to haul him onward. As it emerged, the dragon let loose a roar, clearly energized by the dense aura of death all around.
"Xalathar, go on ahead and scout."
With that order, Orion half-closed his eyes to recuperate what remained of his nearly-spent transcendent power. From what he could sense, there were no Legendary-level beings in the immediate area—meaning Clymene should be safe enough.
