Join The Hunt

For Jin-Sil, time stopped when the bright orb hit her head. She didn't see or feel her body crumble to the ground in convulsions.

A bright blue sky instantly replaced the cave's darkness, with her back in a blanket of refreshing grass.

She glided her hand on the grass, trying to figure out how she got there and if it was real, only to realize the grass was all too real. Every strand of grass left behind the cold, wet feeling of dew on her hand as the dew finally penetrated her clothes.

Sitting up, Jin-Sil looked at herself, noticing she was still wearing her light leather armour, as if she'd never left that dungeon, with all the blood spatters on it from the harpies before the dungeon itself, flying over her.

Despite the remnants of her dungeon ordeal, everything here exuded a sense of calm. The gentle breeze, so different from the stifling air of the tunnels, was a welcome relief, drying her sweat and the dampness from her clothes.