An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

“Mr. Sadrick, we’re trapped in this enchantment circle. What should we do now?” Danny looked around frantically, but he couldn’t make sense of the direction.

He had thought that following Dustin would keep them safe, especially with someone ahead scouting the path. But as soon as they entered the Forbidden Ground, the thick fog blocked their vision, and they lost track of everyone.

“Don’t panic. Just keep moving forward, and we’ll get out of here.”

Marcell’s gaze scanned the ground.

There was only one path. The faint footprints left by Dustin and the others would be their guide. As long as they followed the trail, they should be able to catch up with the others.

“Stay close, everyone! Don’t fall behind, or you’ll face the consequences!

“Danny shouted at the group.

Everyone responded and tightened up their formation. At this critical moment, falling behind could mean running straight into danger.

Under Marcell’s lead, the two groups merged and started moving forward. Everyone was on high alert with their hands resting on their weapons. Their eyes darted around, and were wary that a monster might appear out of nowhere.

After following the footprints for about half an hour, Marcell felt uneasy. The footprints were still there, but something about them felt oddly familiar-like they had been there before.

According to their pace, they should have exited the fog by now, but they hadn’t. Were they trapped?

Marcell frowned and marked the ground before continuing forward as anxiety gnawed at him. Half an hour later, he suddenly stopped. He saw the mark he had just made and realized they had returned to the starting point.

hit him like a cold wave, and panic began to set in. He was sure he had been moving forward the entire time without any

with his senses?

Sadrick, this doesn’t look good.” Danny noticed the markings,

been walking in circles for a while and

maze won’t be a problem. I have a plan,” Marcell

pulled a small black bottle from his pocket and opened it. Two black- winged

Sadrick, what are

trained to track treasures. As long as something valuable is nearby, they’ll

some amazing treasures!” Danny tried to flatter

why didn’t you use them sooner? We’ve wasted over an hour walking

The two spysects flew off and vanished

gone!”

so how were they

for a bit. Just follow me.” Marcell walked

could sense their location within a ten-mile radius, so he

Marcell and were relieved they didn’t get lost this time. After about half

large mountain. In the distance ahead, they saw the entrance to the Sacred Wyrm Summit’s Forbidden Ground, guarded by two heavy bronze gates.

out! We

Mr. Sadrick! You’re

Sadrick leading, this mission will be a

they emerged from the fog. The oppressive feeling of being trapped was lifted and was replaced by a wave