"It's not like I want to help you. But I have to, since you are the only hope that the dwarven race could rely on," Draven added, while handing me a scroll. "I hate to admit it, but you're the best bet we have."
Before I could even ask about the scroll's contents, my system gave me a notification. It told me it analysed a map coming from the rolled paper. Draven motioned me to open the pad, which I did, and witnessed something bizarre.
"This is…?"
The map on my right view changed… No. The word "change" was an understatement.
That entire map expanded its dimension, showing more terrains and landmarks. Draven followed my eyes and gazed at the right side of my view, where I could discern the map. He had a pleasurable look in his eyes, telling me he could see the image projected by my system.