The middle-aged woman seemed human at first glance. Her hair was tied into a bun, slightly unkempt. Her hands were calloused from strenuous housework and judging by her walking posture, her skeletal structure faced a mild deformity due to carrying heavy luggage for extended durations over the years.
Overall, other than her slightly abnormal strength, she seemed no different from a normal human. As the middle-aged woman walked through the forest, hovering in the air four metres away and gliding overhead was the Empyrean Zinger Scout.
As it was merely nail-sized, its smooth gliding made no sounds, not even for the faintest of ears. Shadowing forty metres away were Inala and Asaeya.
Held in his left was the egg with his daughter while in his right was a Bone Slip. It was Asaeya's Bone Slip. Whenever she thought of something, she would insert her thoughts into it and he would access them just as a Mammoth Clansman normally accessed a Bone Slip.
