Erik and the clones searched for a while. The fact they had found the area where the creature likely was didn't an it was easy to find it.
Erik was using Instability to track the creature, but maybe the creature had left already, as they hadn't found it yet.
"Oh god… I hate this…"
Hours passed, with the group searching every hollow log, every patch of reeds, and every crevice between rocks.
The sun climbed higher. The group even paused to eat at so point. The heat and the humidity were making the group sweat, but what was worse was that Erik couldn't even refresh himself in the waters since thaids lived there.
[Yeah, you have been lucky there are no flying thaids around.]
However, at that point, one of the clones gestured to Erik. There was a trail of disturbed vegetation ahead. Erik joined him, crouching to look at the tracks.
They were fresh, or so it seed.
"They are big," he said. It made sense. The creature's clone's size suggested that the Mirror Centipede here was twice as long as the one Erik killed on Mannard. "We're getting closer."
The group adjusted their search pattern, following the new trail deeper into a particularly dense section of the marsh where trees had fallen, creating a labyrinth of rotting logs and stagnant pools.
The air was particularly bad there, not that it was better in the other areas.
a clone telepathically said.
[But are you sure you want to give them a mind-controlling power?]
[Because there are much better options, I an, the Chimaeric Demons can control dead thaids already.]
[That's just in theory, though.] The system ntally sighed.
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