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Blank patted Sailor's head with forced patience and managed a thin smile before walking toward Elayne.
"I am intrigued. Let's go," he nodded and looked into the distance where she had already walked ahead, his sharp eyes calmly analyzing their surroundings.
Caves filled with softly glowing crystals stretched in every direction. Giant mushrooms rose toward the high ceiling of the underground space, and something more mysterious lingered in the air.
"Elayne, how many survivors are there? Did you already see them?" Mark asked as he walked closely behind her, trying to keep up with her eager pace.
As the group entered the small village, they quickly met with the rest of the undead who had stayed behind.
Sailor followed them from the rear with a slightly annoyed expression still on his face.
