A Small Party

"Isn't this the miasma that is said to act as the border between the Core Area of the forest and the Middle Area?!" 

"Blood red mist…there is no mistake, this is indeed the miasma which acts as a border between the Core Area of the forest and the Middle Area of the forest." 

"Let's have a closer look at the so-called miasma, this is the first time I've seen it, and probably for the last time." One of the Hunters is curious about what a miasma is and decides to go close to it.

"Don't be silly, young fellow; the miasma is exceedingly harmful, and coming into contact with it causes your will to melt in a few seconds." Said a middle-aged Hunter, stopping the young man from doing something that would endanger his life. 

When the young man approaching the miasma heard this, he leaped backward and his face grew pale. 

"If the miasma is so hazardous, how can we cross it? After all, we need to enter the forest's Core Area to accomplish the job."