Kaderki and the hunter party fell silent.
Bashmu. They had found traces of that damned thing, and it was right before their eyes.
They masked their scent with grass juice, refreshed their spirits with medicine, and hid among the bushes. The group did everything they could to minimize their presence as they quietly approached the Demon Dragon.
Bashmu was a dragon-type demonic beast. It beat its enormous wings as its four limbs gradually touched down, as though it were sensing its surroundings.
Its body was incomparably massive. By Kaderki's estimate, it was at least thirty meters long.
There was not enough room in the forest for it to build a nest, so had it gone out onto the wasteland instead?
They had to find a way to kill that damned thing.
Kaderki gave Adekate a signal.
The night would be the hunters' finest curtain. Hunting from within the shadows had always been the best method.
Now, all they needed to do was wait for Bashmu to lower its guard. It would be best if it fell asleep.
Outside Uruk's city walls, Nanshe was once again sneaking around suspiciously.
This time, Nanshe had learned her lesson from before. She used her spring water to thoroughly neutralize the fluctuations of her divine power, concealing her presence.
After several days of deep thought, she had successfully realized one fact: she might be an idiot.
Yet the sight of Annanu when she had first laid eyes on him still lingered in her mind.
She had clearly seen Enkidu that day as well, and Enkidu's face was exactly the same as Annanu's. But when she thought back carefully, Nanshe felt that she was not particularly drawn to Enkidu.
Annanu, on the other hand... somewhat.
Damn it. At the very least, she had to find those