The undead Greater Dune Scorpion raced through the trenches, its massive legs moving rapidly across the uneven ground as it carried Thoren deeper into the darkness.
Behind them, the undead Horn Lizard King and the undead Scorpion Men King kept pace.
Thoren remained seated on his mount, his eyes calmly surveying the surrounding environment.
He had already traveled a considerable distance since defeating the Pressurefang Wolf pack, and the deeper he went, the more oppressive the atmosphere became.
Along the way, he sensed several groups of Awakeners exploring the surrounding passages.
Some traveled in small parties while others traveled in two and three.
Not a single solo explorer.
Some were returning from deeper regions; their bodies covered in wounds and their expressions exhausted.
Thoren ignored them all.
He needed to venture deeper.
Occasionally, some beasts emerged from the darkness and attempted to attack his group. Unfortunately, they had chosen the wrong targets.
