C1527 The Black Black Black River(2)

The old Duke's gaze was sharp as a hawk's, making it impossible for anything to hide from him. Yet, as his eyes swept the area, he found nothing. There was a faint trace in the air, but it was so weak it might have lingered from fifteen minutes ago.

"Not here..." the old Duke muttered with a slight frown, feeling disappointed as he left the spot.

About a foot away from where he had stood