Liam One walked deeper into the Eldwood Forest, his mind processing the encounter's implications while his enhanced senses monitored his surroundings for additional threats.
The lack of dragons in this region was disappointing but not catastrophic. The forest was vast—hundreds of kilometers in every direction according to what he'd observed during his flight to its edge.
If Rikilda and Bethan weren't here, they were somewhere else, and he had both the time and resources to conduct a thorough search across multiple regions.
The confrontation with the minotaurs had been educational in its own way. He now understood that his mere presence as a human in monster territory would generate automatic hostility, which meant future encounters would require either more careful approach or acceptance that violence would be the default greeting.
