Anvis stopped in front of a house every bit as awful as the other buildings here.
The waterproof coating had long peeled away, a rusted lock hung from the door, and the crumbling walls were riddled with tiny cracks that let in the wind. One could even see the pitch-black interior.
A wooden board had been nailed to the wall beside the door with rusty iron nails. Someone had forcefully carved a crooked line of writing into it with a dull knife.
21—Lex
"Jom, I'll leave this to you."
After confirming the location, Anvis stepped lightly aside and let Jom, the Rime Wind Knight, investigate for any hidden dangers inside.
This was the residence of one of the Heretic Cultists. He had hidden himself here, while the other one lived next door.
Jom nodded steadily and walked to the door. Powerful Eighth Rank Spiritual Power burst from his body, sweeping through the entire dilapidated house in an instant like an invisible storm.
Unlike the broad and cursory Spiritual Power scan from the first day, this was a precise search over a small area. Even highly concealed objects would be exposed under such scrutiny.
Within the perception of his Spiritual Power, the interior was utterly ordinary. Apart from a faint Magic reaction, there were no hidden sources of high-energy Mana.
"There is a Magic trap, but it poses no threat to us, Anvis."
Withdrawing his Spiritual Power, Jom turned to Anvis.
"Good. Then let's go in and take a look."
Anvis nodded.
At that, Jom casually crushed the damaged lock and opened the decrepit structure, which was more shack than house. He entered before Anvis.
A flicker of blackish-green flame suddenly rose, but before it could even approach Jom's body, it sputtered out weakly.
Nothing else happened, and Anvis stepped inside