Erend slowed his steps slightly while his sharp Dragon eyes scanned the canyon surrounding the expedition group once more. The blackened cliffs towered around them like giant walls while the corrupted crimson river below continued flowing with faint glowing currents beneath the dark sky.
Then Erend pushed himself lightly off the ground and rose into the air.
Wind swept against his body while he floated above the canyon and carefully observed the surrounding terrain from higher altitude. His senses spread out across the nearby region while Dragonborn Magic quietly pulsed beneath his skin.
For several long moments, he remained silent while examining every possible direction.
The corruption here remained thick and unstable. Strange pulsating roots still spread throughout the canyon walls and the distant roars from somewhere below the ravines had not disappeared completely.
But at least for now, nothing dangerous seemed to be approaching directly toward them.
