Through some dangerous obstacles of terrain, such as having to swing over a pit of quicksand and navigate through a basin of snakes, he found his way out of the jungle after walking throughout the entire day and night cycle.
"...Hff…"
Pushing past the boundaries of the colossal trees, he dropped to his knees as he was free from the overbearing jungle, sitting upon a field of grass as he caught his breath. The rain continued falling as he looked up towards the large, clay walls before him.
'I made it…' He thought.
Brought close to the walls now as he picked himself up, he found them to be questionable in appearance: they were heavily damaged, layered with damaged marks that looked like massive claws had taken chunks out of the city-wide walls.
There was a stone-paved road that led to the front gates of the city, though he looked around, finding nobody around–no merchants coming in-and-out, no adventurers, and certainly no guards standing around.
