The Town Beyond the Barrier

With weapons drawn, they passed through the blue barrier…

…And, to Achilles’s astonishment, found themselves in a completely different place.

Well, sort of.

They were no longer in the midst of a dense, grim forest, but a thinner one with trees which were covered in brighter, smoother bark and whose needles and leaves didn’t seem to droop so menacingly downward.

The sunlight up above was not nearly as watery, and the sky was a glorious summer blue.

The party stood in the midst of a bustling town with lively people all around them, doing their daily business with enthusiasm.

Medea tensed. “What just happened? Is it an illusion, or something worse?”

Perhaps the strangest thing was that people didn’t seem at all bothered by these four strangers who had all popped up in the middle of the street with drawn weapons—they’d even given Billiam his gear back, since Medea believed he wasn’t trying to deceive them.