"Hmm. . . There really isn't a thing here."
Gear scratched his head, "Like I said, I think it's just an old broken church."
Jarvis dug through the dirt that was layered on the floor, "No one mentioned anything about it?"
"I asked but they're weren't sure, this place is out farther than they normally travel anyway."
Whitelash's tail flicked with annoyance, "The foul mana is in greater quantities here. Something lingers, this place is far from empty."
"Guarton's search is slow and it'll take a few days before he can investigate here. Is there any place where it's more dense?"
Whitelash twitched his nose, "No, the entire place reeks of it."
"Then our only choice is to dig. . ."
Gear made a face, "That's gonna take a while."
"Quite the contrary.", Jarvis corrected while pulling out his book.
