That was a valley, not large, surrounded by mountains on three sides, with only a narrow passage leading to the outside world.
In the center of the valley, there was nothing, just bare gravel and sparse weeds.
But that wave of vibrations came from right below the valley.
Duke lay on the hill, not moving.
His intuition told him this was not something ordinary.
The first day passed, and the vibrations did not change. On the morning of the second day, the vibrations began to intensify.
By noon, the entire valley was trembling slightly.
Gravel fell from the mountainside, cracks in the ground expanded, and the weeds in the center of the valley began to wither, as if something was drawing life force from underground.
Duke's spiritual power was constantly locked in that direction. He could feel that the wave of vibrations was rapidly rising, like a giant beast that had been asleep for billions of years awakening.
By dusk, the ground began to tremble violently.
