~In this world there is always danger for those who are afraid of it~
-Unknown
The company had covered a good distance in their separate groups, they were now almost at the original beginning of the Kormmite forest, but neither Andronika nor her warriors could relax, the closer they got, a sense of foreboding filled the atmosphere even as the entangling of the vines got tighter and tighter the farther ahead they went, leaving the company with barely any space to pass through.
Andronika leaned down, narrowly passing between a tight mess of moving vines before they completely sealed the space that had been there, she refrained from thinking what would have happened if she was caught in between, each vine seemed to be growing some sort of dark looking thorn that was entirely foreign and unusual to find on vines, but most importantly, they were sharp and extremely deadly looking.