"So…what am I looking at?" Annabelle asked, resting her hands on her hips as she stared at the bare hills ahead.
There was no greenery, no landscape—just a stretch of dry land and a few tall mounds.
"It's an ancient creature, according to the readings," Jean said after checking the report from the excavation team. "But what worries us is that it's moving."
Annabelle frowned. "Wait, I thought these hills were scales on its back. Are you saying the creature isn't here anymore?"
Jean shook her head. "No, its life signature is gone. But wherever it stops, formations like these appear."
Annabelle exhaled through her nose. "What a strange being." She stepped closer, crouched, and rubbed a bit of dry soil between her fingers.
She could faintly sense traces of Mana in it.
"What else did you find?" she asked, eyes still fixed on the ground.
