A brief stalemate was broken by an impatient male voice: "I'll go scout ahead, this damned place looks sinister. The sooner we understand the situation, the sooner we can act!"
The speaker was a guy dressed in brown leather armor, with two short-handled war axes hanging from his waist, looking like someone who dabbled in both wizardry and knighthood.
He was evidently quite confident in his skills and didn't want to waste time here; before he finished speaking, he swiftly moved forward towards a relatively open, rocky slope with agile movements.
The other three, including a witch holding a magic wand with faint green vine shadows entwining around her, a young warlock dressed in a lavish robe with an arrogant expression, and a skinny man crouching on the ground quickly sketching probing runes with his fingers, merely watched coldly or continued their investigation, neither stopping him nor following.
