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After racing endlessly across a sea of identical sand for a few hours, Leon’s party finally reached the site where the caravan had been wiped out. However, what they saw wasn’t exactly what they had hoped for.
“There’s nothing here…” Leon muttered.
In the desert, the passing of hours meant the erasure of all evidence. If the wind had been calm, it might have been different, but here, strong gusts blew across the land. Within ten minutes, dunes shifted by several steps; after hours, shriveled corpses would be buried completely.
Karen tested the wind with her fingers and clicked her tongue, commenting, “No good. The wind’s too strong. It’s enough to change the entire landscape in a single hour.”
“We were too late, then.”
To be precise, it was just too far. Even if they hadn’t been running at full speed, the three moved faster than most fine steeds. Yet even at that relentless pace, it had still taken hours.
Sharing their disappointment, Elahan murmured, “If only Cardinal Irexana were here, he could have helped ….”
“How?” Leon asked.
“He commands the spirits of the earth. By reading the memories carved into the land, he can see events from even a day ago.”
Spirit arts, powers that...
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