220 Activated Protocol 1

Number Three was the closest mage hunter to Jay, and felt like he should have found him by now. Even he was surprised a level nine adventurer had this much endurance.

Number Three trudged through the boulders, dirt, and over the rocky terrain on the side of the supreme mountain range.

Clouds seemed to pass over it high above, each of them speeding overhead but resoundingly quiet.

Following the trail of dead skeletons and strange tracks, he finally came to its end.

He began to analyze it as if it were a crime scene.

“Four skeletons put up a fight here...”

“No more tracks along the mountain...”

Finally, he noticed something under the curtains of tendrils hanging from the mushrooms.

“... Bones in the desert? But why cross here, of all places?” he wondered.

The desert had no tracks in it as there was movements under the sand, constantly shifting it around.