Dreary Mist

The dence forests soon fade away, now replaced by a complete emptiness. It was dark almost everywhere, with the only light coming form the thick mass of indigo path.

It created a road, lined by fields of young eggs.

They were the size of around a feet, covered in veins and faintly throbbing from the life forming inside. 

The spheroids drift down the path, Azuma watching the way up ahead with intense eyes. But behind that quiet focus, his mind was numb from turmoil. He couldn't bring out himself to say anything, in fear of saying too much.

And yet, somewhere deep within, a voice begged to come out.

He had no idea how much Xena knows about these places, the path, and these series of strange events. But he wanted to know the answers.

What exactly was that city?

Why it had such monstrous children… what about the girl with crimson gaze?