Thoren remained seated on his undead Greater Dune Scorpion, his expression gradually becoming colder as he listened.
The Soul Lantern of Eternal Crypt floated above his head, releasing a pale, ghostly light that spread across the surrounding stone walls.
However, even with the lantern illuminating his surroundings, Thoren could not see the creatures responsible for those voices.
That alone was enough to make him cautious.
He had encountered countless dangerous beasts since entering the Abyss, and he had learned that the most terrifying enemies were not necessarily those with the greatest physical strength.
It was those that relied on intelligence, deception, and patience to overcome their opponents. And the creatures hiding in this cavern appeared to belong to the latter category.
Thoren slowly narrowed his eyes and pushed his Perception to its limit, carefully examining every corner within the lantern's illumination.
Nothing.
