The sun barely managed to filter down through the heavy canopy above, casting shafts of gold and green on the forest floor as it wandered across the earth. Each step deeper into the woods brought a feeling that the Abyss was indeed watching. Ryu clutched Voidfang, its darkness pulsating slightly in his grasp. The shard that had been hidden inside his armor hummed in response, its subtle rhythm making his skin crawl.
"Whatever made this place, it's not long gone," Kaelith murmured to herself, her voice barely above a whisper as she kneeled beside a patch of disturbed earth. Her silver hair caught the dappled sunlight, stark against the dark soil beneath her hands. "These tracks … humanoid, but heavier. Corrupted.
Draven dropped beside her, his mocking smile erased and replaced by a serious frown. "Corrupted? As in those husks at the obelisk?"
Kaelith nodded, brushing dirt from her gloves. "Similar, but not the same. These are. different. More purposeful."
