Andrew felt the wind blowing against his back suddenly pick up, and it carried a sharp hint of cold. He glanced at the crude map in his hand, and he knew he was already close to Wraith Graveyard.

In another three hours, he should have reached it. However, he stopped in place and tilted his head, listening carefully to the wind behind him. Almost immediately, Andrew changed direction and moved away from Wraith Graveyard, heading off toward another route.

Ten minutes later, Marshall arrived at the exact spot where Andrew had paused. There were no footprints on the ground, and no visible traces at all. Yet, Marshall's mind perfectly reconstructed Andrew's movements when he had stopped here. He even stepped in the exact same spots Andrew had stepped on.

"Interesting. Did he notice me?" With a cold laugh, Marshall shot forward, stirring up a gust of wind as he continued the pursuit.

Through his communicator, he notified Yana, "He must have noticed me. Yana, change your direction and fla