The darkness of the Cave of Whispers was different from the twilight of the forests of Mythlorien.
The air here was thick, heavy with the smell of mineral mold and the sticky dampness that dripped from the stalactites. However, to Lohan's enhanced senses, now operating at the peak of Level 13, the environment was perfectly clear.
Through [Thermal Perception] and [Spatial Echo-Location], he could map every irregularity of the rocks and, more importantly, every movement of the creatures crawling across the ceiling.
Ironically, the group they were now facing consisted of Weaver Spiders.
Lohan vibrated his membrane in amusement and a trace of melancholy.
He looked at the creatures with chitinous bodies and multiple jointed legs that moved with silent agility above them.
It was one of these creatures that, weeks ago, had given him one of the most useful abilities in his repertoire: [Magical Weaving].
