Alucard and the Hollow Slayers continued their slow, careful path through the forest.
The only light they possessed was a lantern held by Lisvern at the helm of the group, it allowed them enough room to properly navigate their way through, yet, it left much of their surroundings completely unknown.
Alucard, who walked a considerable distance to the back, and his night-vision were the only ones able to fully take in what truly encircled them.
He had yet to lay eye on the map even a single time, but just by looking, he could immediately tell that they were no doubt very close to the source.
The decay had reached a level he had not even considered nor mentally prepared for. The rotting smell of death followed everywhere he went, tree barks were a dark obsidian tone, no leaves to be seen hanging on their branches. They were on the soil, ground into what he could only describe as ashen dust that mixed well with the bones of dead animals, or possibly even humans.
