Dark clouds hovered above the deadly hills. Lightening and thunders clashed together in the dark cloud, making the night more gloomy and the clouds more terrifying.
The air was thick with mystery.
In the past, there has never been a sound heard around the hills but tonight, something changed. Contrary to the sporadic silent hills, tonight seemed foreign as the sounds of horses approached the hills.
A scary exhale of agony resounded everywhere in the forest. The more the hill came to their view, the more the sounds became more terrifying and teased the men to scramble away or remain loyal and protect their master.
The storm wasn't normal, they noticed.
The storm only brewed above the hill as the other parts of the cloud remained clear and thunder-free.
Dusk fell upon them and finally, they stood before the hill. These men who arrived before the hill were five in number, the king, his advisor, and three more of his strongest warriors.
