Discovering the Truth
More than three hours had passed and Arias was still walking around, stuck in the mist. The cold air enveloped his body. Though the misty air here may not be freezing like when it snowed during the winter, it sure was colder than normal. Arias was breathing a little more heavily now. It was fortunate that he had a large supply of food in his dimensional ring, or else being trapped in the Maze of Deadly Flora would have become a big problem. Arias stood, leaning toward the same old tree on which he had left a cross mark.