Ethan arrived at the dark fissure within seconds, his boots skidding slightly against the loose gravel as he dropped to one knee. He ignored the frantic shouting of the vanguard guards who were rushing to catch up, his focus locked onto the narrow gap beneath the massive boulder.
[Master, processing the localized thermal variance and biological density now,] Crul reported smoothly inside his mind. [Target identified exactly twelve centimeters beneath the upper loose sediment. It is a dormant organic entity carrying a high-potency toxic signature linked straight to the subterranean miasma.]
Following the precise data provided by Crul, Ethan brushed away a layer of gray dust with a silver clinical rod. Tucked deep within the stone recess, a small, obsidian-black insect materialized. Painted directly onto its hardened shell was a natural, bone-white marking that perfectly mirrored a human skull.
