283 The Hidden City

The moment Arran realized the cavern housed a large city, he regretted the large ball of bright fire he'd sent up into the air. If there was anyone here, he'd just unmistakably announced his presence.

He concealed himself with a Shadowcloak at once, but that would not hide the fact that a mage had arrived — not with a bright white light illuminating the area for hundreds of paces around.

For several minutes, Arran stood still as a statue, his eyes and Shadowsight both alert for any sign of movement in his surroundings.

Yet the city remained completely still. Finally, he relaxed.

The lack of a response did not mean there were no enemies present, of course, and he wasn't so foolish as to let his guard down. But if there were enemies, it seemed they would not attack immediately, and worrying about an attack that might never come would do little good.

Instead, Arran turned his attention to the houses built into the sides of the vast cavern.