"So, Grash, what's waiting for us outside? It's time for you to tell us what you know about this Dungeon Digestor." Jake inquired grimly after leaving the reassuring walls of the Black Cube behind them.
After leaving the Oracle Shelter, the four factions had found themselves in a barren forest covered with ash and ferns of the same dull gray. As an outsider, Jake could have seen it as just another alien ecosystem, but from the locals' anxious faces, it was definitely not normal.
Their only consolation was that they hadn't been attacked yet. The Digestors that had raided the Oracle Playground and infested their Shelter were nowhere in sight when they should have been rampant in their own territory.
