Versailles navigated through a horde of poisonous bugs, slithering and gliding through the mob as she advanced towards a gray stone fortress. The fortress was formidable, old watchtowers and fallen slabs of gray stone walls laying in fragmented pieces around the keep.
Thick miasma lingered on the gray stone keep, hindering the vision of lost wanderers.
This was the Ancient Fortress of the Gorgons, inside the depths of the Poison Fields.
As Versailles twisted about the crumbled stones, she spotted a crack on the stone wall and slithered inside. The inside of the fortress was just as fractured as the outside, what once were buildings and shelters, now reduced to rubbles.
Poisonous plants and corroded bones littered the damp ground, decorating the ghostly ruins. Without stopping, she moved deeper into the ruins, heading towards the furthest, tallest, and darkest tower.
