Uncharted.
The damp and bot air of the swamp hung heavy, a suffocating blanket that reeked of blood and stagnant water.
Axl's face contorted in disgust but he surveyed the scene before him. He could see half heads poking out of the swamp and some stuff covered with slimy vines that pulsed and glowed faintly.
It was a breeding ground for monsters.
And monsters they found.
Coming from the depths, some emerging behind the plants, through the mud were hulking lizardmen, their reptilian eyes glowing slightly as mud flowed from their skin leaving them clean.
*Roar*
Their guttural roars, amplified by the oppressive atmosphere, echoed through the silent, but no one here seemed faxed.
"Attack." Axl ordered.
The battle began with a primal clash. Steel met scale, lightning crackled hitting and finishing one lizard at a time, slowly and agonizing. Axl, just stood back and shot at them sadistically.