The cold, oppressive air of the plain remained heavy and suffocating, with dizzying winds swirling relentlessly around. The twisted, dead trees stood like lifeless monsters, bending under the force of the storm. The sounds of breaking branches echoed through the dark space, resembling the cries of tormented souls. Nothing but the thick darkness and the weighty silence filled the plain. Sahi, staring intently into the storm, suddenly felt something moving around her. The soft, almost imperceptible steps of unseen creatures in the shadows, carrying nothing but the promise of danger.
The demonic winds danced in the air, and with every gust, it seemed like voices from deep within the earth called out, a reminder of an evil force that lurked nearby. The storm intensified, becoming heavier and more relentless, as if the very plain itself had transformed into an unstoppable force, trying to prevent her from advancing. In the midst of this darkness and storm, Sahi sensed an evil force trying to push her back. Something in this cursed land, cloaked in darkness and storm, told her that her entry would come at the cost of everything.
Sahi’s steps were hesitant and cautious as she moved forward, while anxiety and fear grew in her chest. Yet she never faltered, even as the fierce winds seemed to try and pull her back. Despite the growing danger, her will remained stronger than ever.