As the two slowly moved forward, leaving a trail of crimson behind them as their tired, heavy breaths were the only ambiance, the relieving sight of the entrance to the arena was finally in sight.
"We...made it?"
Ren spoke in a gasp as he started to move faster with Jae-Seong still leaning on him; the density of corpses was heavy near the entrance, but it was quiet.
"Don't jinx it."
"...True."
They shared a brief chuckle before reaching the front of the gilded door; each placing a hand on either side of the double door, they looked at each before nodding--pushing the large, heavy doors open as it croacked.
As the unsealed doors parted, they found themselves in a meadow of pale, white grass, stretching far and wide.
"Where the hell are we?"
