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Soon a tunnel opened into a cavernous space, the air damp and heavy with an unsettling energy. Its walls glistening faintly with moisture carried a faint metallic tang.

 

Jolthar scanned the cave, his keen eyes searching for any sign of Daurgien or the woman he had taken. But the trail of blood stopped abruptly at the centre of the cavern. The group fanned out, searching the area thoroughly.

 

"There's nothing here," one of the warriors muttered, frustration evident in his tone.

 

Daus, still nursing his injuries, leaned heavily on his axe as he surveyed the cavern. "He's playing with us," he said bitterly. "Leading us on a wild chase."

 

Belan and Lysandra looked at Jolthar, as he was the one who led them here, wondering what he would do now. Eran was also the same. They were very impressed with how Jolthar had been leading and taking charge with Daus.