Trent stepped into the gate rift alone, leading to the Alternate once again. He stood in silence, the rift closing behind him until he completed the ritual of enslaving the Boss. He awaited the Dungeon to manifest itself and it did. The air began to shift and so did the environment, dropping its temperature radically. Trent moved in further, his lightsaber fully functional in his grasp.
Just like the first Dungeon he had conquered, this one had started to manifest with shadows as well. The air grew thick as the shadows spread across the ground like ink, deepening and saturating itself until they sprang up into the air to form the real atmosphere of the Dungeon, coalescing together. Slowly and almost unnoticeably, Trent felt the ground beneath his boots change from solid ground to soft, damp earth. He even felt the squelch of loamy mud, and that's when he realized the Dungeon would be something about a forest.