Fissure
With the rift giving off a thick grayish mist, Kane, Rachel, Melissa, and Barak sighed in relief as they recognized the exit from the Historical Void fragment.
Without delay, they stepped into the fog.
[You have cleared the Historical Void fragment: 'Mountain of Death.']
Passing through it, they appeared again in the forest, where the tree trunks were jet black and the leaves bright crimson red. The wind rustled, and animals and creatures sounded in the area.
The sun's golden rays pierced the leaves, creating shadows on the ground and the jade-green bushes.
In the middle of that forest, the group inhaled the air with a slight musty smell. Unconsciously, they relaxed a little; they had spent several days in the hostile mountain climate, always alert for possible abnormalities in the caravan.
Kane, who knew things were not over, looked at the group as he said.