The beacon was gently and securely inserted into the depths of the crevice until it was completely submerged and showed no visible signs.
At the moment the beacon left the fingertips, the camouflage rune on its surface lit up slightly, then perfectly synchronized and merged with the surrounding rocks, moonlight materials, even the residual aura of Ysera, the life fluctuations of the ancient tree's aerial roots, the energy radiation from the Moon Mark Eye…
From then on, it became a natural part of this jade stone, this base, this area, near impossible to be detected by any conventional or unconventional means unless one knew the exact location and activation code.
Mission accomplished.
Duke did not retreat immediately. He remained still as if he were part of the rock, once again entering an absolute lurking state, patiently waiting for the next rhythmic window to safely follow the original path back to the patrol route.
