The bleak cold wind blew from the pit, mixed with traces of a bloody scent.
The Kael Elf Warriors standing at the forefront had grim expressions on their faces.
None of the numerous people who were sent in to scout had returned.
The pitch-black and profound entrance looked like a terrifying gaping maw, ready to swallow any life without hesitation.
The danger below was undeniable, but without intelligence, he could hardly issue precise combat commands.
Even if it meant sacrificing some soldiers, without a good offensive plan, it could damage his prestige.
As the Kael Elf Commander was caught in a dilemma,
Several figures, covered in blood and in panic, rushed out.
They were the Kael Elf Scouts who had just gone down to investigate.
Their current situation was grim, with every scout having arrows sticking out of their arms or legs.
One scout also had a crossbow arrow in his abdomen, continuously spewing fresh blood.