At that same time, William also added a comment, "I wasn't entirely sure before, because the mingling of two scents indicated that when the monster left, its stench was undoubtedly mixed with the smell of blood. It seems like after killing, the monster returned the way it came."
To the north... Lance looked toward the indicated direction, his expression turning peculiar, but he quickly made a decision.
"Let's go!"
Lance waved his hand grandly and set off toward the target direction...
Tracking was a monotonous affair, requiring constant vigilance against potential enemies and great expenditure of energy. Moreover, the dense jungle blocked out sunlight, making the entire process silent and oppressive.
Lance had been concerned that Boudica, with her impatient nature, might not stand up to the tension. However, as they progressed, she showed no obvious signs of strain. Her attention remained focused on remaining vigilant of their surroundings.
