The truth was that Eric had used Exchange Points to get a much higher-quality map, one that could accurately display all animals, besides humans, within a limited area.
It was by relying on this map and the density of the animal populations that Eric had determined his own location and found Peterborough Monastery.
Of course, he couldn't tell Gwen that.
Torod's pace was remarkably steady. As they ascended the rugged mountain path, he never once paused, maintaining the same speed from start to finish, neither quickening nor slowing.
For a middle-aged man approaching fifty, this was quite astonishing.
Eric observed the muscles in his back and legs and had also noticed the unusually thick calluses between his thumb and forefinger.
The man might have been a soldier once. Unlike the old vice-dean of King's Bridge Monastery, this Dean Torod perhaps still maintained some degree of physical training.
