Ancient Devil did not say anything further. He debated things a little and said, "I have been following this river. Right now, I am headed downstream. Perhaps if we both go that way, we might stumble across a thing or two."
Han Sen was fine with that. He followed Ancient Devil downstream. The little river was just a branch of a greater river. They followed the little river for a while. They soon came across a lake.
On the other side of that lake, a river roared. That would have been the bigger river Ancient Devil talked about.
Ancient Devil stood next to the river and gazed across to it. After a while, he said, "This river is a bit weird. Maybe there is something underneath it. We should go down deeper into the lake."
Han Sen looked at the lake. He did not know much about land pulses and things like that, but his sense of perception was razorblade sharp. He felt that the lake was special in some capacity. It was like there was some spirit air coming down from it.
