Arad walked out of the village, hidden by the thick veil of rain. He stood beneath a tree, looking at the sea of mud with burning eyes. As he expected, many houses had basements, and there was even an underground sewer system. All of those were open and protected from the endless mud, but what drew his attention was something that he found similar to Alina.
"An underground settlement, a den of thieves?" He couldn't see the whole thing from the surface; something or someone was interfering with his senses, meaning that this was more than just a den.
"A lair, the dragon should be there." Arad walked into the mud, pushing it away with barriers and earth magic until he reached the entrance of the lair, a well buried in the middle of the abandoned village.
As he cleaned it, he jumped down and landed at the bottom, knee-deep in cold muddy water. The rain was already coming down after him, filling the well at an alarming speed.
