PoV Forren
Shortly after we set foot on the soil contaminated with demonic energy, I started feeling a weird, tingly sensation under my feet. The smell that soul was giving was awful, and the constant exposure to demonic energy felt a bit draining.
Diego, as always, was leading the group, holding a sword in his right hand.
"I think we should keep a reasonable distance from the ground." Advised Valis.
"What about Diego?" Asked Folarin.
"He's fine, he will be fine; there's no way he'll have trouble with this kind of thing; he's way stronger than he was before, and even then, he made sure to show off to everyone that he was the strongest in the group." Valis responded.
"I agree with Valis; we must get out of here as quickly as possible; Diego can easily fend for himself down there." I said.
