To a casual observer, it would seem like a natural accident of the forest, but Elyon's gaze sharpened as he examined the area more closely.
"These trees were moved," he said finally. "Their roots were cut cleanly, and the angles of the fall are too deliberate. Someone used them to hide something."
Lin Mu nodded, his expression serious. "Help me clear them."
He extended his hand, and invisible force rippled outward as spatial qi applied by meld coiled around the trunks. The massive trees shifted with a low groan, their weight suspended in air for a brief moment before being moved aside. Snow cascaded down from above, revealing a dark hollow in the ravine wall.
A small cave entrance lay exposed, barely wide enough for a person to squeeze through. The air that drifted from within was stale and cold, thick with the faint metallic tang of blood and decay.
Cattaleya let out a low whistle. "That's a tight fit," she said, eyeing the narrow space.
