She caught sight of a small piece of dark cloth snared in a slimy looking bramble. It looked like the corner of a cloak. She waved for the others to follow. They hadn’t spoken a word in the hours since the group had split. Not only was the weather miserable, but they were now deep in enemy territory.
When Lodariel tested the ground near the bramble with the butt of her spear, she hit something solid. It did not feel like earth. She cautiously stepped forward to investigate. It was stone. Where there was stone, there could be caves. She felt a thrill of excitement. Turning back to the others, she used hand signals to instruct them to follow her in wedge formation. If there were caves ahead, it was possible the drakhal was still in them, and perhaps not alone. They moved forward in silence,
