Shadow

It looked like a bedroom. There was a wooden table, a cabinet, a big bed in the middle, and a balcony next to it.

There was a round table on the balcony, and a wooden chair beside the table for afternoon tea.

At this moment, there was a figure sitting on the chair.

To be exact, it was a skeleton.

It looked like it had been dead for God knows how long. Some dried bacon was hanging on the pale skeleton, and a tattered cloak was draped over it.

"Is this the Wizard?"

Heath could still feel faint elemental fluctuations from the skeleton. It was obvious that it belonged to the level of a Wizard.

Heath spread out his spiritual tentacles and scanned the surroundings. After confirming that there were no traps or other dangers, he walked forward.