First-Class Marksman (2)

Pandan bravely jumped into the burrow where the termites had been hiding.

He immediately covered the top with a termite's head like a lid.

He was borrowing the termites' camouflage method.

This seemed to be the procedure for dealing with wyvern appearances.

Clever.

"Huff, huff."

Pandan breathed roughly.

He too was tense, like the other adventurers.

Fortunately, all the adventurers were able to hide.

However, there was a small gap in the termite carapace covering the hole.

Light was coming in through that gap.

Pandan's expression seemed to be hoping, 'Please don't let us be discovered.'

Seeing them go to such lengths made me even more curious about what kind of creatures these wyverns were.

I looked outside through the gap.

I couldn't hear the sound of a wyvern approaching.

Maybe it didn't see us from the beginning?

I had such doubts, and it seemed Pandan felt the same way.