The moonlight shone—reflecting the deathless sight of the barren and desolate land. No sight of life could be seen within the land, only corruption and desolation.
The once ancient trees transformed into mere ashen husk, covering the lands with rot and terror. And the leaves, which were once shining green, turned rotten and lifeless.
There was no sign or clue of the once lively forest. Only what's left was a barren, desolate sight. Nature was reduced to a mere hollow scenery.
..The frigid wind blew as the droplets of rain dripped from above; the clothes of both the figures standing opposite at each other, fluttered. The silence was eternal. Only the wind could be heard as both figures approached each other in silence.
In the vast landscape of the Harrowing Lands, the two figures stared at each other—both unflinching and determined. Their eyes showed no falter. ...It was as if nothing would stop this battle, this confrontation, from happening.