Drak's eyes widened behind the visor as the light fed Lucille's interraction with the map to him. He hesitated, his features freezing. A target reticle focused on the point she indicated and zoomed in several times. The reticle flashed red and the words 'DEAD ZONE' appeared while spitting out other various data. "We get our share of great worms, dragon lizards and the like. Mining tunnels," the routes flashed in response, "old, looted ruins," several dots appeared indicating their location. "And ofcourse the sand, as I mentioned. But that?" He seemed hesitant again. "Eight years ago we noticed a dune in that location hasn't moved. Ever. As far back as satelitte imaging goes, all records we have confirms this. Several attempts were made; digging machinery, manual labour...hell, we even tried a sonic cannon! The machinery failed, the men were spooked and the cannon backfired. In short, we don't know and whatever it is doesn't want us to know, euther."