“Do not fret, Master Rein. I have the skills to find the camp that Marzio uttered before he died,” Lonor spoke after witnessing the distress of his master. “Why didn’t you say that earlier.” Rein replied to his subordinate. “You had not asked me, master. So I do not see any reason to inform you of that kind of thing.” “Well, your right. But what kind of skill is it, Lonor.” Lonor moves to the dead men on the ground and checks them with his hands. After a few seconds, the skeleton turns his head in multiple directions. Rein watches the undead do his job. Rein crossed his arm and scratched his head as confusion filled him. Then a few minutes the skeleton gets up after checking the dead bodies. “Master, I am finished. We can now locate the camp the