Myriad Arrows felt the wind suddenly disappear all of a sudden. There was nothing here.
It was dead quiet, like it was supposed to be.
But that was not the important problem. It was the fact that as he moved to the side, he suddenly saw no more pink mist.
He could see the green trees, Kierch grabbing onto him, and the world around him in all of its colors.
"This place, it doesn't have the pink mist. Where are we?" Myriad Arrows muttered.
"Take a look at that, and maybe you will understand." Kierch pointed to right behind Myriad Arrows.
Myriad Arrows turned back to look at just what he was pulled away from.
Then, he saw it.
The pink mist once again.
But now, there was a clear barrier between where the pink mist existed and where it didn't. The pink mist was moving at such insane rates right in front of his eyes.
It was trying to move forward, spread into the forest, from one particular place.
A cave.