The aura of an Otherworld Invader washed over him, detectable even from afar.
The wind shifted, bringing a hint of warmth to the air.
This was a borderland to begin with. On one side lay that vast, swamp-like region, while farther away was a hot land whose appearance he had yet to see. This gave the transitional zone a somewhat normal aspect: firm ground that was neither dry nor wet, much like the place where he had first arrived. The trees were slightly different, spaced farther apart, with more folds on their trunks that looked like overlapping scales.
Ruger calmly straightened his gray robe, clasped his short arms behind his back, and moved toward another tree with a shift of his feet.
With the Nightmare Wings working alongside a silently cast Light Body Spell, he successfully landed on another tree, though he still cursed the distance between these trees a couple of times inwardly.
Unhurried, he gradually drew closer to the pair.
"Were they the ones who killed that idiot Kaska?"
A wave of Mental Power spread from the bottom of the pit, which was billowing black smoke.
Amid a series of noises, a cracked black stone with a distinctly humanoid shape climbed out.
Clearly, this creature was the source of those fluctuations.
The figure carrying a mushroom slowly backed away.
"So this is a Wizard?"
The black stone man let out another buzzing sound, accompanied by fluctuations of Mental Power.
"Doesn't look all that powerful! Are there other varieties of Wizard?" the stone man buzzed again.
The black figure advanced step by step, radiating fluctuations as he went.
The figure carrying the Mushroom Person kept retreating.
Another intelligent arrival.
There was no telling how many higher-order Invaders had arrived over these past days. Those Black Wizards had not stopped