A small five-person adventure group trekked through the woods with difficulty.
From their formation, it was clear that this was an adventuring party with powerful combat strength.
An extremely strong warrior was carving a path at the very front, using the large sword in his hand to cut a narrow route through the dense vegetation. A scrawny rogue was following behind the warrior, his mousy eyes, cautiously on the lookout, incessantly drifting about the shadows around them.
Besides those two, there was an archer with an arrow already knocked, his expression alert. There were also two powerful spellbreaker knights who had taken off their heavy knight's armor, and were currently only wearing chainmail.
The bushes were dense, and the trees stretched forever.
Coming into this place, and all you would see is darker and lighter shades of green. It was honestly difficult to even find any other color.