Malin felt that for an ordinary adventurer or a tech hunter, every second would be a countdown to collapse.
"Another route is by water. The river north from Stafford is narrow, so no great fish of a different kind can enter. Our reconnaissance team managed to reach the Old Capital by boat, but it was already nighttime. The land was full of wraiths, so our people quietly lowered the sails, letting the boat drift back with the current."
Malin nodded—this was the work of a veteran. Knowing that wraiths are highly sensitive to the actions of the living, they used drifting to escape that haunted place. Anyone foolish enough to use a paddle would likely find a wraith on board ready to dance with them in no time.
