It wasn't that a specific form of monster appeared in the dense forest; at this moment, it felt more like this woodland called "Lostwoods" had come to life, with a kind of malice akin to the complete loss of control in an "Interstice of Life and Death," making Shard run faster and faster through the forest.
He sensed his stamina depleting at an abnormal rate, and his body temperature was rapidly dropping. Even more unusually, he felt thirsty and hungry, although he was sure he had adjusted his state before setting off.
"It's this terrible environment again, why does it always make me run a distance first?"
But luckily, as before, constantly running forward, despite the increasing hunger and fatigue, he saw a firelight appearing between the trees watching the corpses and the thin mist. It was as if a lost traveler found hope, compelling Shard to run even faster. When he finally entered the range of the firelight, he discovered it was a small camp in the forest.
