Two hours of careful movement through the corpse-strewn landscape brought them to a section of battlefield that should have teemed with harvestable remains. Instead, they found systematic emptiness that spoke of recent scavenging on an industrial scale.
"Someone's been here," Petra observed, studying the scattered fragments of what had once been dimensional beasts. The corpses weren't just dead they'd been systematically processed, their essence cores extracted with surgical precision that spoke of extensive anatomical knowledge.
Gareth knelt beside the remains of what his enhanced perception identified as a former Thunder Wyvern, its massive wingspan now reduced to tattered membranes stretched between broken bones. "Professional extraction work. Whoever did this knew exactly where to cut, how to remove cores without damaging the crystalline structure."
