‘How… How could this mark be here?’

Raven reached out with his trembling hands and touched the carved arrow mark.

He was certain. It was the mark he had engraved during his days in the demonic army, after being sent ahead to scout.

‘How is this possible? Did someone else…’

Raven shook his head. It wasn’t possible. It was simply impossible for anyone to reach this far while being undetected by the numerous monsters, including the gargoyles at the entrance. If someone had succeeded in reaching this place, the minotaur would not have been guarding the way. It should have been already dead.

So in the end, this mark was…

‘I carved it…’

As he circled back to square one, Raven was thrown into even greater confusion.

“What’s going on?”

A voice shattered his thoughts, and he jerked his head around. Eltuan was looking at him very anxiously.

“What’s wrong? Is there something going on?”

“No, it’s nothing.”

Raven shook his head and stretched his back. However, Raven’s expression betrayed his true state, and Eltuan asked once more in a worried voice.

“Hey, are you all right?”

“I’m fine. Let’s keep going.”

Raven nodded his head, then continued forward. It was quite unnerving for Eltuan and...