Ala Song and Eris both chose not to flee at the last moment.
Their resolve was firm, and they directly set off with Linsey.
The parrot on the messenger's shoulder, however, was quite dissatisfied with the prospects of this journey. Every so often, it threw a fit and pecked at its companion's temple with its beak.
But after the three entered the Yellowstone Wilderness,
the bird-shaped magical beast reined in its temper and began carefully observing its surroundings.
The road from White River Spring Canyon to the Yellowstone Wilderness was a sloping surface strewn with gravel.
As they walked, dampness left behind by rain from several days ago seeped up from beneath their feet.
Once Linsey and the others headed down, the Awakened's keen senses began to take effect.
From beneath the uneven plain ahead, countless gazes turned toward them.
But because Linsey's group had entered the Yellowstone Wilderness from outside the battlefield, they did not come under attack.
Linsey walked at the front, stepping over the gravel.
"Ugh..."
His powerful senses brought the clearest—and strongest—impact.
Having arrived at the edge of the Yellowstone Wilderness first, Linsey's nose was the first to catch a foul stench.
When viewed from above,
the entire wilderness had been filled with fighting.
But once they drew near, the battle became hidden instead. Only the stench and the sounds of combat reminded them of the danger below.
"Come on. Let's go down."
Linsey leaped forward.
He slid down the slope and entered a tunnel at the edge of the ground.
But the moment he reached the bottom, his foot encountered the distinct sensation of stepping on something raised.
Linsey naturally did not slip because of it.
But when he looked down,
he saw a human corpse—a human corpse abandoned here, dead for a long time.