White feathers.
After examining it for a while, Kane threw the feather back onto the ground.
He recalled in his mind the white birdman explorer he had briefly encountered before.
Could it be that person?
After discarding the feather, Kane began to inspect the armored lion's wound.
Judging by the severity of the wound, this lion has been dead for less than two hours.
So many creatures have died.
The dungeon's mechanisms should have activated by now.
"Did anyone hear any noises coming from this direction just now?" Kane asked.
"Didn't hear anything."
"We don't seem to have heard anything either."
Upon hearing the response, Kane nodded. Judging by the time of death of these creatures, the explorer who took them down shouldn't be far away.
If the mist's defense mechanism had activated, there shouldn't be silence, which likely indicates the dungeon's defense mechanism hasn't been triggered yet.
Forget it, no point in thinking about this here.
