As I walked unsteadily on the dim path, whispering to each other, the wizard's chilling words echoed in the unsettling silence.

A vicious, pitch black vortex, a spinning chaotic incarnation, yawned in front of me, its fuzzy tendrils stretching out like greedy claws. An evil, unnatural energy, a clear frost, despite the suffocating humidity in the nearby forest, the frost was still a bit deep and hung heavily in the air. A kind of fear, as sharp as broken glass, pierced through my fragile ...