It paced back and forth around the stone wall where Duke had disappeared, its heavy footsteps echoing dully against the cracked stone slabs. The dark golden air current exhaled from its nostrils created ripples of delicate energy on the wall's surface.
But when the perception expanded, there was nothing.
With all senses, smell, hearing, and energy perception fully open, there was nothing aside from the faint energy fluctuations emitted by the ancient patterns on the stone wall.
It stopped in front of the wall, tilting its massive head, a clear trace of confusion surfacing in its dark golden pupils.
It had lived for a long time, having hunted countless intruders in this labyrinth. Experience told it that something was indeed here just now, but all evidence suggested otherwise.
