The progression up the mountain grew Sabine's certainty that the bounty hunters had fallen. The dragon was still alive, they were barely a few hours from the top of the small mountain, and there did not appear to be any other trail up to the top that they had spotted. Sabine focussed her thoughts on encountering the dragon rather than the hunters.

The site of the dragon's apparent hoard was no less confusing for Sabine when she saw it. No doubt, the pile of goods were the evidence for the bounty on the creature's head. What was not explained was its motive. An isolated dragon had little use for leather, precious metals, and other trade goods.

Sabine shot Yerig a look. "What is it?" she whispered in response to his reaction.