A Mysterious Plague

The scout, still kneeling, cleared his throat. "There is one more thing, though we did not find the dragon, we did find traces of other movements."

Lance's eyes narrowed slightly. "Explain."

The scout nodded. "There have been signs of creatures migrating en masse from the outskirts of the forest, moving deeper in. Tough for now, they remain far from us, there is no saying that their path will remain as it is."

"Well, that just means we must remain prepared. If the demons were to show up again, we'll deal with them." Rusak said, nodding slightly.

"As you have said, Rusak." Lance then turned back to the scout. "Return to your post. Keep searching for the dragon and keep a close eye on any unusual movements."

The scout bowed his head. "Understood."