C325 Tracking Affinity

"Uh, ahem, ahem, yes, of course I have a way…" The Ekesis in Egil's hand moved a little, and with a sudden idea, he raised the skull of the Ekesis in his hand. "We are afraid of the poisonous fog, but he is not."

"Wooo..." The small Ekesis struggled violently.

Egil turned his head and stopped pinching the small Ekesis's mouth