Damien crossed a few kilometers towards the north, and he sensed a rich aura of spiritual essence coming from a certain direction.
'Found it!' He sensed that the aura was coming from the Crimson Berry he was searching for.
He focused his gaze and saw a crimson fruit dangling on the branch of a huge tree which was more than 100 meters tall.
There were also a couple of other trees around the tree which had thin creepers waved around them, and a mishmash of flowers, claiming remnants of light and sticking out against the otherwise dark lower level.
However, there was still a gloomy air pervading the region and Damien could hear a mixture of sounds, mostly belonging to varmint, echoing in the air, drowning out the rustling of the leaves and branches of the treetops in the wind.
