Wallachia
As they continued their journey, they encountered monsters of various shapes and sizes, each more terrifying than the last. Some were massive, with sharp claws and fangs that could easily tear through armor. Others were smaller and more agile, moving with lightning speed and striking from unexpected angles.
The danger was not only from the monsters themselves but also from the dark magic that seemed to permeate the area. It was as if the very air was thick with malevolence, affecting the soldiers' minds and senses. They had to fight not only against the physical threats but also against the insidious influence of the darkness.
With each battle, the toll on the team increased. Some soldiers were injured, while others were mentally exhausted from the constant fear and adrenaline. Francis knew that they couldn't keep up this pace for much longer, but he also knew that they had to press on. The mission was too important, and the fate of Sofia depended on their success.