*Sometime later...*
Underneath the light of the full moon, torches in hand to see through the darkness of the night were two armoured men.
They seemed to be taking things slowly, carefully looking where ever they could as they traversed through the grass, nothing but the sound of the cold win, crickets and their own footsteps entering their ears as they began whispering in a low voice.
"Henlo… This is so weird… All of those broken trees are not normal… Where did all of the beasts go? Wasn't this forest full of them? I've barely seen any. Hell, I've barely heard even a sound…"
"Well, there was an attack on a city near here not too long ago, I wouldn't be surprised if the beasts ran away or are in hiding,"
"But, wouldn't we have seen them on the way? They must have gone somewhere, right?"
