Hector's eyes slightly narrowed: "Then?"
The tracker looked guilty: "The target entered a crevice in the rocks. To avoid alerting him, I waited a moment before investigating... but the target had already disappeared without a trace.
The end of the crevice was a dead end, the mountain sides showed no signs of climbing, and the ground bore no fresh footprints or traces of magic use.
I expanded my search to several hundred meters around but couldn't find any trace or energy fluctuations... the target vanished into thin air."
"Vanished into thin air?" Hector repeated, his voice revealing neither joy nor anger, yet his fingers slightly increased their pace in rubbing the ring. "Describe in detail the last time you saw him and every detail of your examination of the crevice, especially any energy perceptions."
