The harsh trek is depleting you and slows your pace even more. The thick living maze towers above you, imprisoning you in an unyielding grip. It is hard to breathe in the damp air, harder still to keep going when the idea of turning back becomes so tempting. You curse Maldred under your breath, yet you still continue on breaking through the forest’s tight embrace.

After some time, the forest opens where you’re greeted by a small road which snakes through the forest landscape.