Han Yu stood atop a ridge overlooking the burning outpost for a few heartbeats longer. The fire roared like a beast claiming its kill, devouring the wood and cloth with greedy licks of flame. He didn't flinch from the heat. Compared to the caldera, this was merely a hot breeze.
Still, he turned away.
Now that the Mist Eye Sect outpost was no longer a threat, Han Yu finally had the freedom to do what he had come here for in the first place—begin his true mission.
He had already gathered some valuable intelligence: the Mist Eye Sect's presence in the caldera, their interest in the giant skeleton sealed beneath the magma, the search for a so-called "hidden altar"... That was more than most in the sect ever uncovered on similar missions.
But he knew there had to be more.
