Dark clouds roamed the skies.
Heavy thunderstorms roared.
A human figure stood up in a shrub in the distance, carefully staring at the pitch-black cave.
"There are no signs of mercenaries," he said.
Suddenly, another man leapt down from the tree branch above. The rain was pouring. Both of them were naked and their beards and hair had grown wantonly over their faces.
"From the situations nearby, it seems like they didn't stay for long and have entered the historical remains? How ignorantly daring of those mercenaries." One of the man said in disdain while the other man let out a snort. Then, the latter went silent for a moments. Both of them stared silently at the pitch-black cave. Other than the sound of rain, there was nothing else.
"What should we do next? Return and report this to Elder?"
"Go ahead."