C21 Escape from the Predicament

From a distance, the Forest of Mists was shrouded in towering trees. Deep within the forest, the low growls of beasts echoed, startling a flurry of birds into the sky.

Though it was midday, the sunlight struggled to penetrate the canopy. The underbrush was enveloped in a thick white fog, creating an illusion of a mystical realm fraught with peril