The demon cultists had not, in the end, fallen so low as to have to sneak through a stinking sewer.
After the group had walked downhill for roughly two minutes, they came upon a fork in the road.
And it was a three-way fork.
One path continued downward, one ran parallel to the right, and the last sloped upward to the left.
The path straight down was ruled out first, because the stench of the sewer was wafting up from below. Still, it was only temporarily ruled out. They had already entered the underground maze, where paths were countless. There could well be other routes below besides the sewer.
As for whether to go up the left slope or take the level path to the right, they would need to make a choice.
Everyone had their own thoughts about which fork to take, but Angel still held the right to choose. Thus, they remained silent and turned their eyes toward him.
Angel did not deliberate for long. He took a short black staff from his bracelet and silently thought, Swift Spirit, assist me.
A faint rustling of breeze answered him.
Angel closed his eyes and planted the short staff upright against the ground. As he poured in his mental power, ripples invisible to the naked eye spread outward from the base of the staff.
No one was surprised by Angel's actions.
Angel had cast a very common cantrip known as the "Echo Localization Technique." Like the auditory feedback from a blind woman's cane, it sensed the surrounding environment through the propagation of sound.
This cantrip was highly versatile and useful whether one was exploring ruins or opening up unknown wastelands. Thus, nearly every wizard knew how to use it.
Of course, its effectiveness varied from wizard to wizard. Some could